And another thing..

Why is it that being broke makes me unhappy? Bear with me...
We're really skint, almost totally. Even with a £50 sub from Deds boss.
BUT, we have each other. We're stable, roof over our heads, great friends, lovely (well fed I might add) pussycats, healthy and happy extended families...I could go on.
Yet a mere blip on our lifes radar and we're miserable? What is up with that?
We don't always have the best luck and sometimes we are downright UNlucky.
But I have him and he has me and best of all we have eachothers companionship.
Yet money makes the world go around?

Something somewhere got twisted...
My Grandparents, like yours I wouldn't bet, were almost destitute when they got married and started their clan. And yes, my Grandfather complained alot about the changes in life since then and the way people have become vulgar layabouts with sex addictions wheeling heroin drips around with them wherever they go. And to some extent he's not wrong. But my Grandparents were always happy. Grumpy yes, but unhappy? Never. They still held hands and worked hard right until retirement.
So what is it about my generation and the ones growing up now, that makes them think ipods and Nike will make them better people? What about morals? What about pride and respect?
Those things seem to be thin on the ground nowadays. I know I sound old but maybe that just makes me wiser.
Facebook, Myspace, Blogs, YouTube, MSN chat; does any of this have an impact on our young?
Of course it does. But it's not a matter of blaming these 'Social Networking' sites. They're a reaction, not an action. A symptom if you will, rather than a cause.
Yet they have all this power they don't use! The power to compell the youth, the power to teach right from wrong, the power to say yes to staying in school and no to a generation of murderers.

I'm not saying I could single handedly save the world. Hell, I'm not even saying I could save my kids from the street-life of Peckham! But I wish dollars were not the signs people saw when people like Britney Spears have fallen apart. I wish that the sound of a till wasn't what people heard when the G20 summit went inevitably pearshaped, rather than 'How can we help'.

I'm ot sure where I'm going now. But I wish money wasn't the answer.
If only I could say that happiness was enough. But in these fragile times both financial and within societies well being, we're looking for material possesions to make it better. If we weren't, would we even be in a recession? Credit cards and mortgages are the symbols for this post.
Without them maybe we wouldn't be wishing the next pay packet would hurry up and maybe we would look at each other and think "that's it. That's what life is ALL about".

Live within your means!
Just a thought about the world we live in.
Ciao!
xxx