I am a capitalist, but I strongly believe we have to support and lend a hand to those with fewer resources and opportunities. I believe in giving, caring and sharing. I also believe in personal responsibility, but how can I enjoy my success, when I know my brother is homeless, hungry and afraid.
Jubilant Trump voters on Thursday celebrated the prospect of a gigantic tax cut that will benefit everyone but them.
So far off it seems at first, so close it might be already. Scary read, heartless, read. “Can’t happen!” I thought, “We are not heartless,” and then I looked around and…
I was raised on a farm in Austria, right on the boarder to Italy in a beautiful, idyllic mountain village. We had some cows, sheep’s and pigs and chickens everywhere. A farmers day starts early in the morning and doesn’t end before late at night. Everybody is needed -no exceptions, there is always something to do. We had acres of fruits trees and fields with potatoes and corn. Grass had to be mowed, fences had to be repaired and fruits had to be picked. The farms were not in calling distance; we had to drive to our neighbor’s house.
John Oliver’s show “Last week tonight” is one of my guilty pleasures. I wish his show would be accessible to everyone and a local TV station would broadcast it instead of HBO, but then I suppose that’s not possible, because we don’t curse on local TV on prime time, we prefer to “bleep” the obvious.