Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Society & Social Stigma
Ah, another form of discrimination. If it isn't skin color, cultural, then it's ones social class. Not born with a silver spoon in your mouth? Didn't go to college and "make something" of yourself? Don't have a prestigious job? Your annual income doesn't fall within a specific "range"? Worse yet... you flat out fall into the ill-fated category of "poverty"?
Merriam-Webster's Collegiate Dictionary, 11th Edition, states one definition of 'poverty' as being... "the state of one who lacks a usual or socially acceptable amount of money or material possessions." Who made up that nonsensical imaginary subjective economic status? Discrimination is SO subjective and used SO randomly.
Do you work and provide well for your household? Do you have a roof overyour head, food to eat, clothes, and other necessities for life? Do you get dirty working hard at your job? Good for you. Our country was founded on industrious hard work. Besides, soap and water does wonders. Does everyone within the four walls of your home know they are wanted, loved, and belong? Then what difference does "society's" imaginary set of standards really mean?
It means, it's a money trap.... to love money, want more money, and white knuckle your paycheck.
The biggest stigmas are probably welfare, food stamps, Medicaid, etc. Welfare is a bit complicated and somewhat controversial because it is political. Our interests have nothing to do with the vacillating details of the welfare policy, but rather the principle of the matter. Anytime the government steps in to act as a financial safety net for anyone or any corporation, the intended or perceived purpose fails to be recognized because human beings will not respond as intended if not put into a survival mode
The respected and brilliant Dr. Thomas Sowell, summed it up very clearly in 1980, how government providing for the well being of individuals appearing in need of welfare are being set-up to fail. There are no incentives for one to better oneself because government programs are cleverly designed with a public facade to assist. They actually penalize an individual for the pursuit of independence from government assistance. Make a little more money and the government taketh away. Why work more when one doesn't have to and live at a standard suitable with the ever coveted time of leisure? Lazy knows how to manipulate, just like an eloquent speaker campaigning knows how to manipulate. Human beings are human beings typically striving to get their selfish ways accomplished.
These actions are demoralizing and despicable to our Nation. There are those that follow in the footsteps of these individuals, and they in turn multiply. Now our problem is compounding.
More later................
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Let me begin by qualifying myself as somewhat atypical as I am an experiential learner in this journey called ‘life’. As I reflect on my life, it becomes very obvious how it all ties into the present.
One life changing experience occured in 7th grade, in Cape Girardeau, MO. Most people may be familiar with Cape Girardeau, MO, because Rush Limbaugh put us on the map. When I was in 7th grade, all the grade schools consolidated into one school in preparation for Junior High. I ran for President against 3 boys and won. I enjoyed that roll and got ridiculed by my grade school friends… yet again. This is around the age that one determines deep within what they want to be when they grow up. I deeply wanted to understand people, because from about 2nd or 3rd grade on, I never could understand the cruelty of people, and it was my childhood peers.
The young girl that won the Presidency had a difficult time growing up in that conservative discriminating town as a bi-racial child. My mother is Korean and my father is an all American blonde hair, blue eyed American. Children only know what they are taught, and sadly much of it is by their parents.
Sometime after high school I moved to St. Louis, MO, and eventually obtained my BS in Marketing with a minor in International Business. I held various positions in business, and product management with a major Midwest oil corporation. I had high worldly aspirations, as I had nothing else to set my sights upon. I worked diligently, attended college and partied a lot. At an early age I hit that infamous "glass ceiling", and got another offer that sounded better, but was a bit riskier and I took it. I took a sabbatical with a boy friend. My personal life by all appearances was that of a traveler, partier, and just about having what appeared to be "fun". Little did I know that treadmill to nowhere was about to come to a screeching halt. By the grace of Almighty God, I survived a severe physical beating by my significant other, who professed his love to me. I left everything for him and lost everything, but gained more in return. Christ saved me from my life of destruction on September 22, 1992, when I finally reached the end of my sin filled self.
From there I married my Canadian husband, and moved to Northern IN to pursue my Master's Degree at a private University in Southern MI, in Counseling Psychology. Upon completion of my degree I returned to business as General Manager of a local transportation company, then on to the position as Director of Marketing for a publicly held national transportation corporation. I was hired as they were establishing a team comprised of individuals, savvy in business to save this company from bankruptcy, but it was too late. I was downsized in a branch the recreational vehicle industry, before it became “the RV graveyard capital” in today’s dreadful economy.
My life experiences tie into our political climate today… racial discrimination, Presidency, Congress, understanding people, counseling, job loss, etc. Here is where my Canadian husband comes into play. Not once did I have a need to understand Socialized medicine. I refuse to call it “health care” that’s a misnomer as there is no “health” concerned, nor “care” considered or given. People suffer needlessly and die prematurely due to BIG Government dictating the every move of the physician and their salary caps. His mother died prematurely in Canada, as recently as June 13, 2009. This is a well known fact, as her Canadian son-in-law is a practicing physician in FL. His aunt had to wait one year for a knee replacement. So those Socialist issues, depth meaning, and my ability to empathize really hit “close to home”.
At the same time, I got onto Facebook for one friend from there it snowballed into to high school. When I exhausted a multitude of graduating classes by utilizing my networking and marketing skills, I began to realize, as I watched Fox News with the likes of Glenn Beck, Maj Gen Paul Vallely and others; listened to Rush Limbaugh and reconnected my friendship with his cousin …. that I am truly embolden with a political passion.

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