Someone Fund Me

A 25 year old woman is found busted up on a bike trail and she can’t remember the crash. You can read the story HERE.

It’s a story that caught national attention for some reason. I believe it’s because she’s a pretty blonde gal and there’s some fabricated “mystery” to the incident.  If it bleeds it leads in the “news” world these days.  The story injects that her injuries are “suspicious” and supposedly unnamed “doctors” said her injuries are inconsistent with a crash. It’s sad she crashed, but this story is nuts for a couple of reasons.

First off, her injuries look like the result of a simple get off. Kids back in my day busted out teeth, broke bones, got road rash, crashing bicycles and motorcycles. A couple of kids had their jaws wired shut after crashes.  No one had a broken neck as the “doctors” seem to say would necessarily accompany a crash.

But that’s not the nuttiest part.

Why is it these days that if something, anything, happens a “Go fund me” page pops up? What the heck?

Whatever happened to personal responsibility for your life?

I find it hard to comprehend why two young people who are making a living  want others to cover their expenses. Her hubby was at “Portland International Raceway” according to the story.  I looked up the schedule and the evening event was a cyclocross race.   Cyclocross racing is a recreational activity not a necessity for daily life.  To be fair perhaps he had a paying job working concessions or another track related job.  Portland has a $9.75 minimum wage.  If they both are working at minimum wage jobs, that’s a household income of almost $40,000 a year.

They are also the “healthy young people” that are getting some of the biggest breaks on their health insurance under Obamacare. By law they have health insurance, so what are the expenses that force them to resort to begging other people to pay for their misfortunes?

Again to be fair, perhaps there are some extraordinary circumstances that this young couple needs  help.  BUT…

I think our country is losing or has lost its GRIT. If it’s money, anyone can make more money. Work more hours, Work more years before retirement. Give up buying fast food or coffee. Eat less. Sell some of your stuff.  Wear clothes until they fall apart. Buy used clothing for that matter. Fix stuff when it breaks.  Make do or do without.  Figure it out people.

Maybe I’m just an old curmudgeon but my view of the world is that whatever happens I’ll figure out away to, quoting Clint Eastwood as Gunny Highway in ‘Heartbreak Ridge’,  “Adapt, Improvise, and Overcome”.

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