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Monday, April 15, 2013

My Country and my Countrymen

Recently in India a family was involved in a traffic accident, mother and baby girl killed, with the father embracing his injured son crying out for help. Ten minutes went by before anyone in the stream of traffic stopped to help.

Today in America you see what you see every time we get news of tragedy: brave people, on any other day average, rushing towards danger to help a stranger. Not stopping to check their skin color. Not stopping to ask which god they worship. Not stopping to ask where their family is from.

There are good people everywhere. But there is something about this great land we call home, amidst all our disagreements and bickering, there is always lines of people waiting to help - even at mortal danger - a stranger crying out for help.
-- my North Carolina Doppleganger Chris Arndt

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