Hate Crime Against White Male

While the press is so eager to report any kind of perceived prejudice against minorities by whites, they remain relatively silent on hate crimes against white people, especially white males.  Should this situation have been reversed you could  bet that this would have been national news with all the standard liberal hype instead of a small article tucked away inside the paper.  Why, dear press, do you brush this under the rug? 

I have little faith in any news media. 

Scholarships for Wealthy People's Kids

I work with some incredibly wealthy people.  While I'm not exactly privy to their piles of gold, it never ceases to amaze me how the richer people are the stingier they are.  I suppose that's why they have the piles of gold they have.  Mind you, most of these people inherited what they have and I don't think any of them are self-made, but they prance around like they are holier than thou.  They all belong to the LSC (Lucky Sperm Club).  Yes, they were born with the proverbial silver spoon in mouth.  I'd like to shove it up another body orifice. 

I deal with San Mateo County.  It's one of the wealthiest areas in the country.  The kids are at an age where they are all going off to college.  We do a scholarship for these kids.  Why?  I don't know.  They were given new sports cars at age 16.  They have horses and the properties to ride them.  They 'do Europe' for months at a time on daddy's dime.  Now they are coming to me for scholarships?  Gag.

Why am I so bitter?  If it were up to me, I would want these scholarships going to somebody who does not have a rich parent to send them to college.  Not everybody was born into the LSC.  It pains me to write checks to kids who already have a pile of money.  Here's the kicker -- I'd say about 1/8 never even cash them.  They don't know how closely I track the money and I can tell when a check has been negotiated by the bank.  Imagine that for a moment -- to have so much money that when they receive a check (it's not chump change I'm talking about) they don't even bother to cash it.  Why do they even bother to apply for a scholarship? 

The Best Christmas Present Ever

I've written about this before.  When my kids were in junior high and high school I was shocked at how many of them were basically on their own.  The parents divorced and mom and/or dad is now preoccupied with one or more of the following:  Gambling, drinking, tweeking, popping pills, new boyfriend, new girlfriend, traveling, spending $ on themselves, and generally shirking the very non-glamours duties of parenthood.

The neglected kids were generally passed to a grandparent, aunt, uncle, or any other relative who could take them in.  Most of the time the extended family members had their own life stuff to deal with and the living arrangement was only temporary. 

That's why I always had a houseful of kids.  I only had two of my own, but on any given night several of them were all sprawled out on the couch, in the spare beds, or on the floor on the air mattresses.  Taking in teens was my little way of trying to do something good for the world.  No, there was not a press release nor recognition.  I received no awards.  There was no park named after me.  It was totally anonymous to the rest of the world. 

I have no idea where some of the kids I fostered over the years have landed.  However, many still come around to this day.   There was one girl in particular, Brie.  She basically lived with us for about 4 years.  Her mother was a complete train wreck and still remains one to this day (long story).  God only knows who her biological father really is.  Brie's grandmother knew Brie's mother was a train wreck and did the best she could considering the exceedingly messed up circumstances. 

Now...some years have passed.  Brie is about to graduate college.  One day out of the blue an elderly lady shows up on our doorstep at Christmas time with a small basket of homemade goodies and this note.  It was one of the best Christmas presents I've ever received.  It was from Brie's grandmother.