Are you sure you don't want some charitable help from your Bay12 friends?
I certainly don't know anymore.
My conviction is to work honestly to earn things, that's how I was raised and that's the example I want to give to my son. On the other hand pressing needs may force me to accept any goodwill help offered, but all registered with documents and payback compromises, all noted on a ledger to pay back everything.
Not sure how to feel about getting it from you guys. For all you know I might be a scammer, or I could die trying to scape and then your money, for little as it might be, would be lost forever. I think wouldn't feel good I couln't make it and pay you back.
Soliciting is also forbidden on the forums so is something I could never or will ask. This and another site has been my vents lately and I would hate to lose one of them.
EDIT: More venting incoming....
I don't really see hope in a change of government, even less in a change on the system which is what is really, deeply needed. You could overthrow them tomorrow, some other rats would take the spot. Hell, when Chavez died (and I hope he's in the first word of this sentence) people thought we couldn't be worst and there you have it. I'm not saying that we would be better with him, perhaps we would be even worst, the point is sudden changes in delicate situations aren't always a positive thing.
In other news, I'm felling extra sleepy today for some reason, and I don't like it because more than ever I need to be sharp and stay focused looking for opportunities, like my life depended on it
, but seriously, my family's life depend on me getting sustenance.
On yet other tale, this tuesday, while doing an 8 hours queue for two packs of dippers and a can of baby food. We saw a mother carrying his kid walk in, in a haste asking if that was the place were baby food was being sold. The military men there told her yes, but no more sells today, only the first 100 persons would. She slowly walked out of the store, gazed upon her children and simply sat on the floor crying, from where we weer standing it looked like she was asking the kid for forgiveness while caressing his face and kissing his head. That kid was almost fainted to the bones, he looked like he was around one year old, but couldn't weight more than 6, perhaps 7 kg (13 to 15 lb) but I don't know, it was really hard to tell how old was he but he just looked like a skeleton, which is something I'm sure will haunt me for the rest of my life. One thing is to look at photos of starving children on magazines or the internet in far away lands that you might never even visit, another is having one in front of you and be unable to do a damn thing, it's simply soul crushing.
At the time of this it was already 5:00 pm, (the three of us were there since 7:30 am, we had number 48, the queue was well over 200 people), a guy in the queue outside loudly pointed out how the military and police came and went several times buying the products over and over again with no regards of the queue. He was immediately detained and taken away, with any luck he was just beaten and spend a night or two on jail then trow out. But when civilians are having express trials at martial courts with sentences of months or years for so much as verbally insulting a military men, or simply walking around near a protest, you might never know.
It passed my head to buy the baby food and gave it to that mother crying outside, see, woman here are having issues breast feeding because for that to work they would need to eat well, go figure.... regardless we didn't get the baby food anyway, as we weren't allowed to buy it because my son is only four months old, the food was for 6-24 months, and life in a socialist paradise is a bitch.