What does "earning respect" mean, though? Does a person have to earn their right to survival, a right to food, and a right to live in basic human cleanliness?
What about an infant? Have you ever cared for one? Horrible experience, and I only had to care for my youngest siblings for a week, but my sister's screech could tear a hole in your eardrum. Not the only time I've cared for babies but the longest time I have for the youngest baby. They do NOT respect you back, and you still have to care for them. It's not a give and take scenario.
My mother also took care of people with Alzheimer's. It's tragic and horrifying. Sometimes they think you're there to harm them and will pull out a weapon like a knife even though you're trying to take care of them as their brain is decaying. It isn't their fault, it's a disease and they're losing the battle. But they still deserve to be cared for. I remember running up and down the halls of the place she worked at, seeing people at different points of mental decay. One person's behavior could change so rapidly.
About a week ago I tried to give a homeless woman a Gatorade and she rejected it, saying she would throw it away if I insisted on giving it to her. She was halfway through a vodka bottle. I said okay and gave it to a homeless man who was nearby who accepted it happily. I think the best thing we can do is treat people how we want to be treated. I want people to be treated with kindness and like they deserve to be here, that despite the harshness that the world has handed them there is still a little piece that wants them here. There's too much unhappiness, nihilism, and anger in the world and people mistake it for intellectualism and see any kind of positivity as naivete. It's not.
Yes, everyone is owed something
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What does "earning respect" mean, though? Does a person have to earn their right to survival, a right to food, and a right to live in basic human cleanliness?
What about an infant? Have you ever cared for one? Horrible experience, and I only had to care for my youngest siblings for a week, but my sister's screech could tear a hole in your eardrum. Not the only time I've cared for babies but the longest time I have for the youngest baby. They do NOT respect you back, and you still have to care for them. It's not a give and take scenario.
My mother also took care of people with Alzheimer's. It's tragic and horrifying. Sometimes they think you're there to harm them and will pull out a weapon like a knife even though you're trying to take care of them as their brain is decaying. It isn't their fault, it's a disease and they're losing the battle. But they still deserve to be cared for. I remember running up and down the halls of the place she worked at, seeing people at different points of mental decay. One person's behavior could change so rapidly.
About a week ago I tried to give a homeless woman a Gatorade and she rejected it, saying she would throw it away if I insisted on giving it to her. She was halfway through a vodka bottle. I said okay and gave it to a homeless man who was nearby who accepted it happily. I think the best thing we can do is treat people how we want to be treated. I want people to be treated with kindness and like they deserve to be here, that despite the harshness that the world has handed them there is still a little piece that wants them here. There's too much unhappiness, nihilism, and anger in the world and people mistake it for intellectualism and see any kind of positivity as naivete. It's not.
A baby is born. It deserves love.