Not only does charity begin at home but, arguably, charity really is a modest and selfless act of assistance given to someone in need and with no thought or expectation of any acknowledgement, recognition or reward of any kind. Sure, a thank you is nice and, in some circumstances it is fair to expect, but a great deal of charitable acts are done anonymously or discretely and never get acknowledged, although they certainly do make a difference.
True charity is mute and blind. It sees and speaks with the heart, doing everything that must be done with neither noise nor fanfare. — Jean-Paul Malfatti
VIDEO: Celebrities attending the SeriousFun Children’s Network Charity Gala Night held at the RoundHouse Camden in London, United Kingdom.
I don’t know about you, but when I watch scenes like many of those in the above video what I see isn’t anything about charity or, in the case of this event, the children who will supposedly be aided by the turnout of “celebrities:” Maybe I would if I watched more of it, but I couldn’t get past the first few moments of what — as I say — doesn’t appear to be charity but, rather, appears to be attention seeking and virtue signalling … Oh, and advertising, promoting, and public relations.
What is with that look … The hand-on-hip with leg at a jaunty angle and posing for the click, click, click and the flash, flash, flash of the adoring cameras?
Frankly, it’s sickening. What is with that look … The hand-on-hip with leg at a jaunty angle and posing for the click, click, click and the flash, flash, flash of the adoring cameras? Look at me as I help the children. Bars and clubs in big and small towns across the land have similar advertising (and trite hashtags) for young women, in particular, to stand in front of and pose like their favorite celebrities and feel and think that they are, somehow, important. At least in those cases the young women are not under any mistaken charitable preconceptions.
Charles Ortel at LifeZette.com wrote Here’s Why There May Be No More Free Passes for the Clinton Foundation discussing the seemingly sordid history of the Clinton Foundation and their ostensible HIV/AIDS-related charity work. Ortel opines that, “A new Department of Justice probe of the email and charity fraud scandals won’t end well for Bill or Hillary.” We’ll see how that goes, but I don’t really have much faith that any legal justice awaits the Clintons. Perhaps they’ll be forced, by settlement agreement or simply the optics of it all, to completely dissociate themselves from the foundation; likely while proclaiming their piety and righteousness and how this is all just an alt-right conspiracy against them but, for the children (or whatever/whomever), they will ‘step back’ from the foundation so as ‘not to distract from the continued good charitable works of the foundation moving forward.’ See! It’s like I’ve read it all before. The same damage control choreographed by a public relations company that we see whenever a particular “class” of people do wrong or outright commit crimes. It might even be worth another book deal for Hillary, and she can go on another national tour to blame everyone but herself.
How did Deputy Attorney General Rod Rosenstein, while U.S. attorney in Maryland, miss the fact that the Clinton Foundation was promoting use of potentially adulterated HIV and AIDS drugs from October 2003 forward, even as he took until May 2013 to help win a $500 million set of penalties against the Indian manufacturer of the generic drugs?
No I don’t want to “donate a dollar” at the checkout for the fifth time this week. No I don’t want to donate to the children’s hospital. No I don’t want to sponsor you to run, walk, jump, row a boat or do anything else to “raise awareness” or “find the cure” or “fight” for your chosen disease or cause. No I don’t admire your (ostensible) charitable works. Charity begins at home, or at least in your own community, so try giving a sandwich to a homeless person, a ride to a single mother who needs to get her sick child to a doctor’s appointment, befriend the seemingly troubled and lonely young man down the street, or do something that has zero element of it being about yourself.