Last Thursday our homeschool co-op packed meals for starving (let me repeat that) starving children. Not just hungry children, mind you, but starving children. Children whose parents give them dirt pies (no kidding) to help fill their tummies and stop them from crying.
Then, last Sunday, while at the Mall of America, Mr. D and I passed this. It was literally made of gingerbread.
Draw your own conclusions.
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well I say you march those starving kids down there and tell them to go to town on that gingerbread house.
that is just ridiculous
Is it wrong that the child in me thinks that's actually kinda neat?
Or are we operating on the assumption that someone making a giant gingerbread house means more starving children and that makes me a horrible person? :-)
I know. That's why I said draw your own conclusions.
It's kind of like telling kids to, "Eat your peas, cuz there are kids starving in China."
I suppose that dates me. No one probably says that anymore!
But, I do think about all the food I throw away cuz it has green stuff growing on it and I forgot to eat it.
I just can't stop thinking about little ones eating dirt.
So, maybe this is what we should do. Write a big fat check out to a Christian organization that feeds starving children, or volunteer your time at one of those organizations, and then, grab a friend and go down and look at the beautiful gingerbread house (although, what a waste of all those Hershey's bars).
Oh, and I also know that there really isn't a food supply problem so much as there is a worldwide food distribution problem.
Bad guys take the food or prevent it from being delivered.
And, finally, Ben, I am still laughing at your comment...I am going to march those kids down there and tell them to go to town on that gingerbread house!
Excellent analysis of the economics of said cookie absurdity.
To further embarrass me, I have learned that the cookie absurdity was constructed as a fundraiser for the St. Therese foundation, a non-profit that provides housing and health care (and maybe after Christmas some gingerbread) to seniors.
So, to become a Robin Hood like gingerbread stealer would not be merely taking something from an evil entrepreneur, but from homeless, sick senior citizens.
I don't think the government should prevent people from building gigantic gingerbread houses...
...still, when little African children are chewing on rocks for nourishment, something just doesn't seem quite right about it! It's good to hear that the proceeds are at least going somewhere to help people.
Anyway, I can't really sit too proudly on my high-horse because I have not exactly been the greatest steward of my food purchases!
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