Caring is nice. Doing is better.

In the context of the recent whining by a few misguided State Department pansies ("We won't go to Iraq, we won't we won't we won't!"), Matt Sanchez says some smart things.

Free Tibet, Save Darfur, Feed the World – these slogans betray the fickle attitude behind the motivation for actually doing something. Too many "activists" think "caring" is enough, but despite television spots, celebrity endorsements and plenty of pity, Tibet is not free, the world is not fed, and Darfur is far from saved.

The worse violators of this "I care therefore I am" scam are those who have no faith. Think of the missionaries daring deep jungles at a time when disease presented an even greater threat than hostile action. Think of those you know who are willing to make great sacrifice and risk, because their belief is deeper than a narcissistic bumper sticker or more enduring than a televised concert.

This attitude has always annoyed me, whether it's people not willing to pay the price (in money or in blood) to bail out a war-torn country or people at church who can't commit to anything beyond "keeping x in their prayers."

Sig

Comments

Not to change the subject..but

without revealing anything of a sensitive nature (classified or otherwise), can you email me your impressions of Naray? Have a friend who just got there and I'm looking for some festive and unexpected items and goodies to send.

Thanks..

Blonde

Naray

Naray is the green, beautiful spot they sent us to first, the one that caused us to go, "Hey, maybe this country isn't so bad after all."

We would never see the color green again.

Seriously, it was pretty primitive when I was there, but had improved significantly (hearsay) by the time we left. I heard they even paved the landing field. Like most places without a PX or facilities to speak of, the day-to-day items are a big deal--little stuff you can buy in any store, if only there were a store. Reading materials are always at a premium. We lived in a long concrete building with dirt floors and dozens of Army cots lined up on either wall with a narrow walkway between them. Space will be at a premium unless things have changed drastically for the better, so think small things. You cannot go wrong with chocolate, and cigarettes can be traded for vital organs over there.

If you are considering something in particular or have specific questions, shoot me an e-mail and I'll see what I can do.

Sig