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  •  The rich are not like you or I. (18+ / 0-)
    'Under the impression that they scarcely furnish Christian cheer of mind or body to the multitude,' returned the gentleman, 'a few of us are endeavouring to raise a fund to buy the Poor some meat and drink, and means of warmth. We choose this time, because it is a time, of all others, when Want is keenly felt, and Abundance rejoices. What shall I put you down for?'

    'Nothing!' Scrooge replied.

    'You wish to be anonymous?'

    'I wish to be left alone,' said Scrooge. 'Since you ask me what I wish, gentlemen, that is my answer. I don't make merry myself at Christmas and I can't afford to make idle people merry. I help to support the establishments I have mentioned-they cost enough; and those who are badly off must go there.'

    'Many can't go there; and many would rather die.'

    'If they would rather die,' said Scrooge, 'they had better  do it, and decrease the surplus population."

    •  And lets not forget the Ghost of Xmas Present - (13+ / 0-)

      "``Man,'' said the Ghost, ``if man you be in heart, not adamant, forbear that wicked cant until you have discovered What the surplus is, and Where it is. Will you decide what men shall live, what men shall die? It may be, that in the sight of Heaven, you are more worthless and less fit to live than millions like this poor man's child. Oh God! to hear the Insect on the leaf pronouncing on the too much life among his hungry brothers in the dust!''

      •  The warning from the Ghost of Christmas Present: (4+ / 0-)
        From the foldings of its robe, it brought two children; wretched, abject, frightful, hideous, miserable. They knelt down at its feet, and clung upon the outside of its garment.
         "Oh, Man! look here. Look, look, down here!" exclaimed the Ghost.
         They were a boy and girl. Yellow, meagre, ragged, scowling, wolfish; but prostrate, too, in their humility. Where graceful youth should have filled their features out, and touched them with its freshest tints, a stale and shrivelled hand, like that of age, had pinched, and twisted them, and pulled them into shreds. Where angels might have sat enthroned, devils lurked, and glared out menacing. No change, no degradation, no perversion of humanity, in any grade, through all the mysteries of wonderful creation, has monsters half so horrible and dread.
         Scrooge started back, appalled. Having them shown to him in this way, he tried to say they were fine children, but the words choked themselves, rather than be parties to a lie of such enormous magnitude.
         "Spirit! are they yours?" Scrooge could say no more.
         "They are Man's," said the Spirit, looking down upon them. "And they cling to me, appealing from their fathers. This boy is Ignorance. This girl is Want. Beware them both, and all of their degree, but most of all beware this boy, for on his brow I see that written which is Doom, unless the writing be erased. Deny it!" cried the Spirit, stretching out its hand towards the city. "Slander those who tell it ye! Admit it for your factious purposes, and make it worse! And bide the end!"
         "Have they no refuge or resource?" cried Scrooge.
         "Are there no prisions?" said the Spirit, turning on him for the last time with his own words. "Are there no workhouses?"
         The bell struck twelve.

        These are troubling times. Corporations are treated like people. People are treated like things. ... If we ever needed to vote we sure do need to vote now. — Rev. Dr. William Barber, II to the NAACP, July 11, 2012

        by dewtx on Fri Dec 14, 2012 at 12:09:38 PM PST

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    •  I sent an email (9+ / 0-)

      to the contact person you provided.

      Your company's firing of Dianne Brame for allowing a poor child to eat lunch is a wonderful demonstration of everything that has gone wrong with the United States in recent years. Perhaps she broke some rules, but couldn't you have done something less drastic, such as let her pay the money to cover the lunches? And maybe helped the poor child's family with the paperwork so he could get the food in the future according to the rules?

      But noooooo! Everything has to be draconian measures nowadays, especially when it comes to somebody doing something to help the poor. Why have corporations become so heartless? Management has become so impersonable and cold. Stick to the rules, crack the whip, don't take anything about an individual's situation into account.

      And at the end, I included the quote you have here and told her that since it was the Christmas season, her company's actions certainly brought Dickens's Scrooge to mind.
    •  That sounds SO MUCH like Romney. /shudder (1+ / 0-)
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      Happy little moron, Lucky little man.
      I wish I was a moron, MY GOD, Perhaps I am!
      —Spike Milligan

      by polecat on Fri Dec 14, 2012 at 12:18:01 PM PST

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