The Political War

On the way home from my new job I got into a political discussion about the Katrina Hurricane and Global policy. I wasn't picking a fight, I was merely stating my opinion. Which I very simply stated in my post Katrina. That brought up the whole hidden agenda of Persidant Bush thing, and how we should pull out of Iraq, and why are we in everyone's business but our own. How bad the economy is and how he is the worst President in history. How he isn't looking out for Americans, and more specifically black Americans. Now, I don't think Bush is perfect, I don't agree with every choice he has made. But the fact remains that with me, I like Bush as President. He isn't perfect, but I trust him a whole lot more than I trusted Clinton. Life isn't going to be perfect and the economy probably isn't going to be peechy-keen for a while, regardless of who is in office.

So I sat quietly in the back seat while the conversation blew up and Bush and "all the wrong he does" I'm not into President bashing. That really doesn't speak highly of you as a person, bashing your leader. In my opinion. What it all boils down to, is I care about humans period. American or not. I think we as humans should do everything in our power to help other humans. If that means send money and resources, then do it. If that means send missionaries than do it. There is a balance to it. Americans shouldn't suffer because all the resources are given away to other countries, as well as other countries shouldn't suffer because we say "Our four and no more" One day we will need their help with something, because we can't do it all on our own.

Then the comment was made to me, "Just because you see a hungry baby doesn't mean you would give to them and baby boy not have food" Which is true, but that would mean I didn't have food. And truthfully, I would consider consoling baby boy through one meal so the other baby could have food. I won't just sit and watch another baby starve while I make mine fat. I refuse to think and behave that way. I'm not going to sit in a mansion while I know there is someone on the street in my family or city. I'm not going to wear designer clothes and feast while I know someone else goes without. God provides enough for all of us.

I'm not saying their opinion was wrong, because they are entitled to it. I just can't relate to it, and I certainly don't appreciate that my veiw was put down so. But such is life, not everyone is going to agree with me, and thats ok.