Love of Country

When I went to Vietnam for three weeks, it made me realize how much I “love” America. We have it really really really really good here.

Clean environment, good public safety, ample education opportunities, and plenty of good paying jobs.

So when I read stories like this:

http://californiawatch.org/health-and-welfare/edge-paradise-coachella-workers-live-grim-conditions-12877

http://www.latimes.com/health/lat-carenow-free-health-clinic-treats-thousands-20111020,0,1327960.premiumvideo

It makes me sad.

Also, one of my main complaints about Vietnam was all the litter on the floor. People threw garbage everywhere. Sad to say, I was naive to think that it was a third world problem.

The other day I was in one of San Francisco’s poorer neighborhood, much like the neighborhood I grew up in, and I was surprised that I did not remember how dirty it was.