God Bless the rescue people and the people who lived and died because of the recent tornadoes. There is no greater possession on earth than human life. Wage earners are the bread-winners of society. They are the heart and soul of what makes great cities, states, people, and homes.
God Bless the working class, the National Guard, veterans, the people who do assembly work, manual labor, factory workers, such as those who work in manufacturing making Christmas candles, administrative work, volunteer support, hospitals workers, those in soup kitchens, kitchens inside and outside of people’s homes, our good doctors, druggists, physiologists helping others cope with loss, mental illness, orphans, autistic spectrum disorders, people who train, individuals on the ground and in the air providing services, our police, firefighters, volunteers, first responders, pilots, flight attendants, those who drive for a living to get the products and services to where they need to be on time to make people happy by delivering, producing, and making day-to-day necessities for household consumption, holiday gifts, products, and materials to the people who ordered material goods for building construction, gifts to be opened on holidays, birthdays, special events, and for families and autonomous people who are just working or saved money their whole lives just to make ends meet, God bless you one and all. To the working class people and their families who depend on them, I commend you for not sitting around doing nothing but waiting and collecting what you don’t rightfully deserve.
To the people who have to stand on their feet and have to sit in uncomfortable chairs ergonomically incorrect, all that are working hard, punching clocks, following orders for meager wages, seniors stuck in nursing homes without families, employees who are hired to clean toilets, floors, pots and pans, and to the unloved and forgotten, God bless all of you. To all those who tragically lost loved ones or have missing loved ones, destruction of homes, transportation, displaced people without power, water, and basic necessities may there be a glimmer of hope that we can become a “love thy neighbors as thyself,” society and those who suffer can rise up with dignity, self-respect, and the means to get through another day and survive.
Something has to awaken in each of us that living in a world of lies, layered in lies without morality or good consciousness does not serve the working people or future generations. The uneasiness, the malaise of our current affairs is not part of the American dream. Throughout history, it has been the working class who has built, rebuilt, and provided support to one another by taking on commitment and responsibilities because the truth is, people’s hearts, minds, bodies and soul matter. For those who lived and died under the rubbles by tornados, pray with me ---Patricia Feager