Being of a certain age, enables a person of means to undergo interesting experiences. For example, the character-building process of preparing for a colonoscopy to rule out any pre-cancerous colon lesions. Without going into unsavory details, let me just say there needs to be a thorough cleaning of the entire GI tract.
Let's, just for fun, pretend that I had to have such a test and that I was lamenting the whole process of fasting and then the grand flush. Imagine that I was being just a little irritated that people would eat in front of me when I could have nothing.
Then imagine that in the middle of this I got a letter from the International Rescue Committee requesting money for the many millions of refugees around the world who are living in dangerous and unfathomable conditions. Things like clean drinking water, sanitation, adequate food, shelter, and healthcare are commodities that millions of people can only dream of - and diarrheal diseases in these crowded camps can kill hundreds of people per day. And it's mainly children!
Every five years I get to wake up to what many people live with year round.
