Where do I come from?
Do you really want to know?
The real truth?
I come from Privilege.
Never been there?
Never seen it?
Let me depict for you this land of my birth. In my homeland there is want but never need. There is abundance, yet little satisfaction. Yes, there is pain and suffering, sorrow even, of a kind, a strange kind, a misery only self-imposed. The ultimate virtue is striving. charity or compassion, falls fourth or fifth. Hard work is valued above all. Work hard and anything can be yours. Everyone should work as hard as you do. If they did, they would do well too.
In Privilege, everyone can succeed.
Maybe you come from Privilege too.
Have you ever felt the deep pangs of an empty stomach? Do you know how food consumes the thoughts of the hungry? Can you describe for me how it feels when the rains come pouring down, or the night wind blows frigidly cold, and you have no home, no place of shelter? Have you ever held the hand of sick/starving/freezing child, and what them suffer, knowing there was nothing you could do to help?
Do you worry about needs before caring about rights?
Can you answer yes, to any of these questions?