Seems the Cleveland Police should adopt a new motto: “Stand and Deliver.”
With all due respect, I don’t mean to be callous, but at 70 I’ve learned never to hand money to a street person. NEVER. 99.9 times the moola will go to buy drugs or booze.
I don’t give to most “Organized” charities, cause if you investigate the head of the charity is probably on a 6-figure salary + a 5-figure expense account.
In my working days my company and union constantly badgered the union workers to give “THEIR FAIR SHARE” to “The United way”. I always refused, which caused great indignation. Management people HAD to give a certain amount.
Here are a few examples:
1) The chief executive of the American Red Cross, Gail J. McGovern, earned $467,252 in 2008,
2) Brian Gallagher, President of the United Way receives Compensation: $1,037,410
3) UNICEF - CEO, receives $1,200,000 per year, (plus use of a Royal Royce for his exclusive use where ever he goes, and an expense account that is rumored to be well over $150,000.)
About the only organization where the “boss” gets a small salary is: The Salvation Army.
Remember: No good deed goes unpunished.
Be callous NJY. I was. I pointed out that I thought the guy in the wheelchair was a scam artist.
My point was the stupidity of ticketing the guy for ‘littering’ and the stupidity of the law cited.
Nor did I ever give United Way a dime through the Combined Federal Campaign. All of my charitable giving has been through church tithing, or directly to the organization (usually the BSA). Lately, since I’m unemployed, my ‘charitable giving’ has taken the form of actual work. Once a month I drive to the Bishops’ Storehouse in Columbus and help fill and ship orders submitted by church leaders for needy church members in all of Ohio and (I think) part of West Virginia. The church stocks and ships food, toiletries, etc. We even ship mops and brooms. I’ve seen the use my tithing is put to: not only in building churches and Temples, but running our own welfare program. The government should emulate our welfare system.
First time I did this was in January. I had a fellow unemployed church member riding with me. He was wearing a flannel shirt and a windbreaker. It was cold. About half-way to Columbus he asked me if I had an extra coat. I glanced sideways: he was shivering and his lips had a bluish tinge. Quite a feat when you’re black. I’d already shed my coat because I was sweating, but I was wearing several layers. Twenty+ years of delivering mail in winter teaches you how to dress. I cranked the heat up and handed him my coat to wrap up in. I also mentioned: ‘if you need a coat, you might ask at the Storehouse. Quite possible they’ll have some donated coats.’
And they did! I’ve rarely seen a guy so happy to have a decent coat. It was a pretty nice one. Yeah, he worked for it: we were in different parts of the warehouse, but every time we passed each other we were both dripping in sweat. The drive home was ‘fragrant’ enough that I kept the windows cracked.
Oh dear, I’m almost writing an article. Should save it for another time.