You have been a refuge for the poor,
a refuge for the needy in their distress,
a shelter from the storm
and a shade from the heat.
For the breath of the ruthless
is like a storm driving against a wall
and like the heat of the desert.
You silence the uproar of foreigners;
as heat is reduced by the shadow of a cloud,
so the song of the ruthless is stilled. — Isaiah 25:4-5.
So much of both the New and Old testament is about the poor and needy. Why is that? Perhaps like the proverbial mule the writers are trying to smack us over the head with a two by four? The care of the poor, homeless, and sick is our obligation, and to shirk it or say they deserve their plight is dead ass wrong.
As opposed to an afterthought we should prioritize their care. We should be the shade that comforts the poor and needy from the unbearable heat of their circumstances.
Entitled people know no shame, see nothing but their own success and little consideration of how many helped them get where they are.
One of the dangers of cataclysmic events is the backlash. The upheaval of the sixties caused a two-generation backlash extolling “the 50’s were the best time ever”. We still have not recovered completely.
There was much good in the 60’s but it hardly was good for all and certainly did not live up to the promises of our Coctitution for all the under-represented.
Now we are in another societal cataclysm that has ovewhelmed all but the young and invincible Trump supporters. A new wealth (surpassing anythingin history) is almost imcomprehensibe and I fear not real. The movement by Gates, Buffet and other billionnaires to give away their fotunes to good causes had much promise but failed to engage the tech billionnaires whose riches seem very fragile.
Rich people control the government and I see nothing that will change that on the horizon. So it is still poor people’s best hope until they unite and seize th Republic peacefully o otherwise. Short of that we are in the hands of millennials; the only thing I get 100% recognition from them on is the fact that 10,000 boomers die every day. That speaks volumes. I am starting to read up on “the Roaring Twenties”! Vuja De!?!