Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Why I'm Late To Work
Well, see it started when I got on the freeway. Traffic was crawling along and after a few miles I saw why. Everyone was slowed down to read the Amber Alert signs. '92 Nissan Sentra, dark grey, CA plates 2XNL159.
Say what you want about our disaster preparedness in terms of Katrina, but at least we have our child abduction alerts done right. I'd lay money on that car being found by noon.

So anyway, that slowdown finally eased up, but then it absolutely jammed up, all the freeways around the Qualcomm stadium came to almost a standstill. Why?

All the radio stations in town are in the parking lot, accepting donations for the hurricane victims. Apparently it's a raging sucess, if the fact that I could have easily walked faster then my car was driving.

So I'm late to work because people DO care. Most of us have a lot on our plates and aren't particularly imaginative when it comes to thinking of ways to help, but lay a solution, a means to give in our lap and we come through.

So no, people aren't basically good. We're each just a mix of good, bad and indifferent, collectively and personally. But most people WANT to do right.
Put this to the test.
Rather than bemoan what hasn't been done for the hurricane survivors, go ask people in your office or neighborhood or school for donations.
Organize something.
Ask.

People just might surprise you.
They might turn out in record numbers.
They might make everyone late to work.
They might make a difference, which is all the difference in the world.


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