Everyday there are millions of atrocities being committed all over the world. Children go to bed hungry. Israel and Palestine continue to play the real life version of “Risk”. Morgan Freeman has sex with his step-granddaughter. And I am 83% sure something bad is happening in Syria. And everyday, like the rest of the world, I turn my cheek. I go about living my sad, little life thinking to myself, “it doesn’t matter to me, it doesn’t affect me, so why should I care?” I’m not a monster. If I’m at the grocery store and the credit card prompt asks me to donate $1, $3, or $10 to a children’s hospital then muthafucker I’m gonna donate…$1.
I only perform acts of charity that involve my name being written incorrectly on a paper balloon.