The ongoing normalization of giving it all away, is on my mind in this moment.
Every where you turn, they're taking donations for things that should be covered by our government and our taxes.
Up to about 8 months ago, I gave when asked because I didn't want the teller to think I was cheap. I know, fekkin ridic that I would subconsciously care what those strangers thought.
Now, I loudly and proudly say NO THANK YOU!
I learned last week that the tellers are in a competition at the one grocery store whereby the teller that gets the most donations, gets a prize. Likely a gift card to the store they work in 😁
It's layers upon layers of fukkery in the guise of giving to those in need. Where does that money actually go? What evidence do we have that it ever gets to those you were told you were giving to.
I try to give directly to those in need or those I know are giving directly to those in need. One of those people is Tony on the corner who feeds the hungry and home challenged in Kingston from the donations he gets and the groceries he himself buys to give away.
Let me know if you wanna give to Tony btw.
Shame is the feeling I used to fear when I gave because I thought I should or feared judgement. Shame is useless and I'm trying to forget what it feels like.
Our governments are giving away the money they get from us. We're not given any say in who or how much is given away. Each store now asks to give to a local charity or their own (suspicious) charity. They're normalizing selflessness but only when done legitimately and through a teller. Give to those in need directly but only if you can and want to give. Charity begins at home after all and we have to put the O2 mask on ourselves before we can help anyone else.
This has been a deep thought from Dianna, on a normal Monday afternoon, ingesting this wonderfully tasty gift from Gaia.
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