George Michael – 53 years old.
Carrie Fisher – 60 years old.
What could be more tragic?
Maybe the 18,000 children who die from starvation on this planet of ours.
Eighteen thousand. Kids. Dead. From not eating enough.
Day after day after day after day after day after day…
And we don’t hear a single squeak about it, do we?
That’s six 9/11’s. Everyday.
But just keep giving us our football and our name brands and our “lock her up”, and we’ll continue to keep our compassion reserved only for the rich and famous and friends and family.
So, what should we do about this?
I have no idea.
I just do what I can, when I can.
But I can assure you of two things:
1. If the majority of the world’s leaders wanted to end world hunger, it would be over before the rooster crows. I mean, c’mon – we put a man on the moon in 1969 for Christ’s sake. With less computing power than my goddamn iPhone. Trust me, we can figure this out. Today. If we only wanted to.
2. Electing a hate-group endorsed, silver spooned, self serving, elitist to lead the free world will not help a single soul who’s currently experiencing complete cellular failure due to malnutrition – i.e. starving to fucking death.
Thank god for you dear reader.
Thank god for you.