future-thoughts

Mood: Full
Listening to: The ticking bomb of class divisions

Last night I went with my girlfriend and two friends to a charity dinner.  It was a 4-course spread put on by some of KZN's top chefs.  Prawns, Duck, Springbok and the usual strange fusion of dessert by the master from Lynton Hall, Richard Carstens.

Of course there were 4 wines selected, one for each course.  It was a good evening, and the tastes were sublime.  After the mains, an auction was held, and tables at the various restaurants were auctioned off.  At R5000 a table, the guests really put their money where their mouth is. 

So orphans got a whole lot of money, and we got a whole bunch of great food and wine.  Great idea, good evening, good success.

I suppose so, but how will it help people in the long run?  Not sure if it will.  We have to give to the less fortunate people in society because they cannot help themselves.  But, will they ever be able to help themselves if we keep giving?  This echoes the inner turmoil the Americans are going through in the wake of Katrina and Rita.  The future does not look so bright for the less fortunate, whichever way you play it.

So we ate and drank and felt jolly good about being so generous.  It would be great, if we never had to do it again.

Perhaps the orphans will be able to eat cake one day soon too.