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First-world guilt

  • 09-11-2013 08:47PM
    #1
    Closed Accounts Posts: 2,574 ✭✭✭


    Look at ye, there, with your roof over your head, your bearable climate, your food and water, your antibiotics, your freedom and your safety from barbarism.

    Ever feel like a d*ckhead for getting to live in humane conditions? Guilty for getting to have been born in the first-world?

    The third world sucks for its citizens. It could have been any of us.

    (And yet, most of us still find stuff to moan about.)


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  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 1,102 ✭✭✭gw80


    whirlpool wrote: »
    Look at ye, there, with your roof over your head, your bearable climate, your food and water, your antibiotics, your freedom and your safety from barbarism.

    Ever feel like a d*ckhead for getting to live in humane conditions? Guilty for getting to have been born in the first-world?

    The third world sucks for its citizens. It could have been any of us.

    (And yet, most of us still find stuff to moan about.)

    Well if no one ever moaned about anything would,nt we still be living in third world conditions.

    Nothing wrong with a better life personally or in a wider community sense


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 2,820 ✭✭✭Sir Osis of Liver.


    So move out there Whirlpool.
    Looking forward to seeing you on the 2014 Trocaire box.

    Good luck with your next endeavour.


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 2,574 ✭✭✭whirlpool


    So move out there Whirlpool.
    Looking forward to seeing you on the 2014 Trocaire box.

    Good luck with your next endeavour.


    This reminds me. I have to add these kinds of replies to the "trivial things that annoy you" thread.


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 2,574 ✭✭✭whirlpool


    gw80 wrote: »
    Well if no one ever moaned about anything would,nt we still be living in third world conditions.

    Nothing wrong with a better life personally or in a wider community sense

    No need to defend - I'm not attacking. :)


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 3,516 ✭✭✭wazky


    whirlpool wrote: »
    This reminds me. I have to add these kinds of replies to the "trivial things that annoy you" thread.

    Send me your new address in the Third World and I'll send ya a bottle of Ballygowan.


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  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 7,041 ✭✭✭Seachmall


    I don't feel guilty but I do judge people who get in a fuss when their washing machine breaks down or when their phone acts up or similar minor inconveniences occur.

    I truly dislike people like that.


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 2,820 ✭✭✭Sir Osis of Liver.


    wazky wrote: »
    Send me your new address in the Third World and I'll send ya a bottle of Ballygowan.
    And a flyswatter.


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 4,597 ✭✭✭dan1895


    whirlpool wrote: »
    Look at ye, there, with your roof over your head, your bearable climate, your food and water, your antibiotics, your freedom and your safety from barbarism.

    Ever feel like a d*ckhead for getting to live in humane conditions? Guilty for getting to have been born in the first-world?

    The third world sucks for its citizens. It could have been any of us.

    (And yet, most of us still find stuff to moan about.)

    I don't feel guilty but I am thankful that I was born in a country with one of the highest standards of living in the world.


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 10,076 ✭✭✭✭Czarcasm


    whirlpool wrote: »
    Ever feel like a d*ckhead for getting to live in humane conditions? Guilty for getting to have been born in the first-world?


    Why would I feel like a dickhead for something completely beyond my control?


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 33,709 ✭✭✭✭Cantona's Collars


    I'm worried if I'll get a PS4 on launch day.

    Remember that only a few generations ago we were a 3rd world country under the heel of another countries boot.Lot's of parallels to countries around the world today & no,I don't feel guilty.


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  • Banned (with Prison Access) Posts: 18,300 ✭✭✭✭Seaneh


    Not guilt, but I get really angry sometimes, particularly once in Ecuador.

    I was working with a charity in Portoviejo and most of the week I just did stuff like English classes for teenagers and stuff like that, but twice per week myself and 4 other lads would fill a massive water tank in the back of a pickup truck and drive to a landfill outside the city. There are about 5 or 6 families living in shacks on the landfill, their parents make money by sorting through the rubbish for recyclable stuff they can sell. They have no water source or electricity, they literally live in shacks made from scrap wood IN A FU*KING LANDFILL.

    I was helping the mothers and older kids fill 20litre jerry cans with water and carry them to their houses, I filled barrels and canisters with water, which would be these families only clean drinking with for the week, carried them from the truck a few yards and while doing so all I could think about was how wrong all of this was. How wrong it was that these families have to live in those conditions, those kids have to grow up with that smell all the time, have to get their drinking water from the back of an old Ford pick up truck twice a week. Water, which by the way, isn't actually safe to drink, if I drank it, I'd be sick for days, but these families have nothing else, it's either this water or whatever water supply they can get at the dump.

    I walked back and forth with the barrels and canisters, thinking, how can we change this, who needs to know about, why is this acceptable, how can this be normal life for these little girls, why isn't anybody doing anything about it.



    And then a few days later I realised something...
    We were doing something. OK, we might just be delivering a few hundred liters of water, and this might not sound like much, but without it, how much worse would these families lives be? How less healthy would those kids be? What kind of water supply would they have? Would they even be alive?
    I didn't have any magic solution for their situation, I cannot, by myself, lift them out of this poverty and into a better life, I can't give them a new house and their parents a better job, an education, health care. I don't have the ability, knowledge or resources to do those things.


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 8,034 ✭✭✭mad muffin


    whirlpool wrote: »
    Look at ye, there, with your roof over your head, your bearable climate, your food and water, your antibiotics, your freedom and your safety from barbarism.

    Ever feel like a d*ckhead for getting to live in humane conditions? Guilty for getting to have been born in the first-world?

    The third world sucks for its citizens. It could have been any of us.

    (And yet, most of us still find stuff to moan about.)

    Their world is far removed from my concerns.

    As long as I can buy my iDevices and designer cloths at a reasonable price I care not. Not one **** do I care. ;)


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 4,390 ✭✭✭clairefontaine


    8000 Irish people died building the canal in New Orleans because they were cheaper to replace than slaves, who only knows how many Irish dead bodies are at the bottom of bridges in NYC.

    So I hate to tell you this folks, no Irish person is entitled to feel first world guilt.


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 9,798 ✭✭✭Mr. Incognito


    People with best guns get best lifestlye

    Welcome to earth


  • Banned (with Prison Access) Posts: 18,300 ✭✭✭✭Seaneh


    People with best guns get best lifestlye

    Welcome to earth

    Yeah, those Danes, they have the best guns, for sure.


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 2,448 ✭✭✭crockholm


    8000 Irish people died building the canal in New Orleans because they were cheaper to replace than slaves, who only knows how many Irish dead bodies are at the bottom of bridges in NYC.

    So I hate to tell you this folks, no Irish person is entitled to feel first world guilt.

    Factoid 1- the first and last people to die on the Hoover Dam Construction were Irish, sadly father and son:(

    Factoid 2- "hard-hats" as we know them were invented on said Construction site,the men drilling the walls of the canyon would tar the top of their normal hats


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 1,102 ✭✭✭gw80


    i dont think there is a lot we can do, maybe help out as much as we can here and their but thats more of a band aid on a gapping wound.Its the people of those countries that have to pull themselves out of their situation ultamatley.

    You cant just go in and force it to happen as is evident from history recent and further back.


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 2,320 ✭✭✭Ace Attorney


    cant say I ever felt guilty for being born in the first world, but I am as sure as hell greatfull for being born here, I post a lot in the trivial things thread and thats exactly what they are trival things, a place to rant first world problems, I doubt many of the posters in that thread in real life roar and shout at the top of their lungs out over the things posted in there tbh,


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 996 ✭✭✭HansHolzel


    A Pop Fan's Dream - I, Ludicrous (1988)

    It's a pop fan's dream, thought I
    as i trudged up the long drive, sick with nerves
    I hoped my hosts would find me interesting
    and i would not make a fool of myself
    I had bought the most expensive wine i could afford

    After crossing myself
    I rang the bell for Sunday lunch
    with Bob Geldof and Paula Yates

    Inside, my esteemed hosts welcomed me
    Paula looked lovely with her hair swept back into a bun,
    contrasting with Bob's more hedonistic cut

    Also present was an attractive lady friend called Lydia
    who wore a charming cocktail dress

    and baby Fifi Trixiebelle

    I begin to talk hesitantly,
    the words being hard to find
    Luckily, Bob interrupts
    and holds forth on the inequalities
    between the First and Third Worlds
    I am impressed

    Dinner is served -
    roast beef with all the trimmings -
    Bob carves marvellously
    the food is lovely
    the portions American in size
    I compliment the cook
    as does Lydia
    with whom i have struck up a rapport
    she is almost as lovely as Paula
    Bob makes quite a fuss

    A dark question passes over my mind

    I'm the only one not talking
    Paula speaks of one thing -
    rock stars in their underpants -
    Lydia talks about her new shop
    just opened off the King's Road
    and Bob talks about there being no snow in Africa

    Brandies are served

    Paula and Lydia go upstairs to compare tattoos
    leaving us men to chat

    We talk of football, drugs,
    the music business
    and the government's overseas aid policy

    Fifi cries out raucously
    Bob deals with her so well
    and soon the happy gurgling returns

    We resume our conversation
    we talk of politics, religion,
    the meaning of everything
    and the government's overseas aid policy

    First prize in a Sunday newspaper competition
    Sunday lunch with the Geldofs
    The entry was enormous
    it was a fantastic day

    On leaving we exchanged best wishes
    and telephone numbers
    Bob said he would listen to tapes of the band
    Paula kissed me warmly

    I took Lydia to the coast the next day
    nineteen years old
    athletic long legs
    she is much sought after
    by men
    and women
    we got on famously
    the night ending in romance

    and all due to that Sunday lunch
    spent with Bob, Paula, Fifi Trixiebelle

    in affluent Kent

    where there IS no Famine


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 2,056 ✭✭✭Too Tough To Die


    [Ludacris]
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Give it to me now, give it to me now
    Give it to me now, give it to me now

    [Shawna]
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Give it to me now, give it to me now
    Give it to me now..

    [Chorus: Ludacris, then Shawna *2X*]
    I wanna, li-li-li-lick you from yo' head to yo' toes
    And I wanna, move from the bed down to the down to the to the flo'
    Then I wanna, ahh ahh - you make it so good I don't wanna leave
    But I gotta, kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy

    [Ludacris]
    I wanna get you in the Georgia Dome on the fifty yard line
    While the Dirty Birds kick for t'ree
    And if you like in the club we can do it
    In the DJ booth or in the back of the V.I.P.
    Whipped cream with cherries and strawberries on top
    Lick it don't stop, keep the door locked don't knock while the boat rock
    We go-bots and robots so they gotta wait til the show stop
    Or how 'bout on the beach with black sand
    Lick up your thigh then call me the Pac Man
    Table top or just give me a lap dance
    The Rock to the Park to the Point to the Flatlands
    That man Ludacris (woo) in the public bathroom
    Or in back of a classroom
    How ever you want it lover lover gonna tap that ass soon
    See I cast 'em and I past 'em get a tight grip and I grasp 'em
    I flash 'em and out last 'em
    And if ain't good then I trash 'em while you stash 'em
    I'll let 'em free
    And the tell me what they fantasy
    Like up on the roof roof tell yo boyfriend not to be mad at me

    [Chorus]

    [Ludacris]
    I wanna get you in the bath tub
    With the candle lit you give it up till they go out
    Or we can do it on stage of the Ludacris concert
    Cause you know I got sold out
    Or red carpet dick could just roll out
    Go 'head and scream you can't hold out
    We can do it in the pouring rain
    Runnin the train when it's hot or cold out
    How 'bout in the library on top of books
    But you can't be too loud
    You wanna make a brother beg for it
    Give me TLC 'cause you know I be too proud
    We can do it in the white house
    Tryna make them turn the lights out
    Champaign with my campaign let me do the damn thing
    What's my name, what's my name, what's my name a sauna, jacuzzi
    In the back row at the movie
    You can stratch my back and rule me
    You can push me or just pull me
    On hay in middle of the barn (woo) rose pedals on the silk sheets uh
    Eating fresh fruits sweep yo woman right off her feet

    [Chorus]

    [Ludacris]
    I wanna get you in the back seat windows up
    That's the way you like to ****, clogged up fog alert
    Rip the pants and rip the shirt, ruff sex make it hurt
    In the garden all in the dirt
    Roll around Georgia Brown that's the way I like it twerk
    Legs jerk, overworked, underpaid but don't be afraid
    In the sun or up in the shade
    On the top of my escalade
    Maybe your girl and my friend can trade; tag team, off the ropes!
    On the ocean or in the boat! Factories or on hundred spokes!
    What about up in the candy sto' that chocolate chocolate make it melt
    Whips and chains, handcuffs, smack a little booty up with my belt
    Scream help play my game; dracula man I'll get my fangs
    Horseback and I'll get my reigns, school teacher let me get my grades


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  • Closed Accounts Posts: 7,473 ✭✭✭Wacker The Attacker


    They can still **** and gamble


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 7,473 ✭✭✭Wacker The Attacker


    HansHolzel wrote: »
    A Pop Fan's Dream - I, Ludicrous (1988)

    It's a pop fan's dream, thought I
    as i trudged up the long drive, sick with nerves
    I hoped my hosts would find me interesting
    and i would not make a fool of myself
    I had bought the most expensive wine i could afford

    After crossing myself
    I rang the bell for Sunday lunch
    with Bob Geldof and Paula Yates

    Inside, my esteemed hosts welcomed me
    Paula looked lovely with her hair swept back into a bun,
    contrasting with Bob's more hedonistic cut

    Also present was an attractive lady friend called Lydia
    who wore a charming cocktail dress

    and baby Fifi Trixiebelle

    I begin to talk hesitantly,
    the words being hard to find
    Luckily, Bob interrupts
    and holds forth on the inequalities
    between the First and Third Worlds
    I am impressed

    Dinner is served -
    roast beef with all the trimmings -
    Bob carves marvellously
    the food is lovely
    the portions American in size
    I compliment the cook
    as does Lydia
    with whom i have struck up a rapport
    she is almost as lovely as Paula
    Bob makes quite a fuss

    A dark question passes over my mind

    I'm the only one not talking
    Paula speaks of one thing -
    rock stars in their underpants -
    Lydia talks about her new shop
    just opened off the King's Road
    and Bob talks about there being no snow in Africa

    Brandies are served

    Paula and Lydia go upstairs to compare tattoos
    leaving us men to chat

    We talk of football, drugs,
    the music business
    and the government's overseas aid policy

    Fifi cries out raucously
    Bob deals with her so well
    and soon the happy gurgling returns

    We resume our conversation
    we talk of politics, religion,
    the meaning of everything
    and the government's overseas aid policy

    First prize in a Sunday newspaper competition
    Sunday lunch with the Geldofs
    The entry was enormous
    it was a fantastic day

    On leaving we exchanged best wishes
    and telephone numbers
    Bob said he would listen to tapes of the band
    Paula kissed me warmly

    I took Lydia to the coast the next day
    nineteen years old
    athletic long legs
    she is much sought after
    by men
    and women
    we got on famously
    the night ending in romance

    and all due to that Sunday lunch
    spent with Bob, Paula, Fifi Trixiebelle

    in affluent Kent

    where there IS no Famine

    I preferred preposterous tales myself



  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 2,316 ✭✭✭darlett


    I really dislike when I'm sitting down for a steak dinner or some such with all the works I've brought and prepared for my family, and some ad comes on in the middle of a show we've been enjoying with truly miserable pictures telling me if some poor wretch on deaths door thought I had a heart she would ask me for help.

    I believe most of these charities are run like business and even the money paid for these prime time ads represent really bad return for an individual who donates and believes that most of their money goes straight to those in need. Also having worked in sales and learning that many of the 'volunteers' and their bosses who get subscriptions on the street with similar heart stringing techniques are in fact working for their crust and will be getting about half of your subscription puts it double sideways in my craw.

    This will probably read the worst, but I used to have a lot more time for the African aid projects until my work in school led me to deal with some unbearable characters of African origin who have treated me appallingly-far beyond how I have ever been treated by people from Europe, Asia and America. I cant help but feel some of them lack the decency or any appreciation of their opportunity to be here, or indeed any effort which we might make to send money to there. I am sorry about such negativity and I dont mean to disgust.

    Another point that may qualify as minor things that greatly annoy type of thread. Stories that run "John-Joe works all day for 50 cent etc." Well not to be crass but while 3 fibby a week would result in starvation where John-Joe comes from it might be enough for a basic standard living. It might not be, but telling me how much he earns in terms of first world Irish prices does not give me any understanding of his reality.

    I also know that this will read badly too. If a famine strikes and crops fail for some reason-or something happens like the situation in the Philippines-lets all dig in and help. But if its the continuous vicious cycle of large families in certain parts of Africa, and mothers not having anything for feeding their children. This is a problem that can't be solved by paying for their milk. Or crop seeds or even sending our cows. They need to take responsibility and say hey, I wont be able to feed X amount of children. The line we hear is that Africas problems are all because they were colonised back in the day. Eh, weren't we all. Seriously is there ever a time when that excuse is done?

    Lastly poverty is relative. If we go back 50 years (less) we could create ads for the grinding poverty of Farmer Joe who only has a dying donkey left to work the land. Someone from the here and now could be heart broken. But the fact is Farmer Joe is a hard-worker and is equally happy even though he doesnt have an inside toilet. Likewise I spent months in indonesia where the showers and toilets are operated by filling up a plastic saucepan shaped container with cold water and firing it where necessary. This isn't poverty even though I felt from the start it was a hard knock life. Its completely normal, just not what I was used to seeing.

    Do I feel first-world guilt.
    Only in ever decreasing amounts >>> :o <<<


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 1,874 ✭✭✭padma


    First world I don't know, here in Ireland we've lived for hundreds of years in a class system, no longer determined by your religion but now by the district you come from.

    Kilkelly, Ireland, 18 and 60, my dear and loving son John
    Your good friend the schoolmaster Pat McNamara's so good
    As to write these words down.
    Your brothers have all gone to find work in England,
    The house is so empty and sad
    The crop of potatoes is sorely infected,
    A third to a half of them bad.
    And your sister Brigid and Patrick O'Donnell
    Are going to be married in June.
    Your mother says not to work on the railroad
    And be sure to come on home soon.

    Kilkelly, Ireland, 18 and 70, dear and loving son John
    Hello to your Mrs and to your 4 children,
    May they grow healthy and strong.
    Michael has got in a wee bit of trouble,
    I guess that he never will learn.
    Because of the dampness there's no turf to speak of
    And now we have nothing to burn.
    And Brigid is happy, you named a child for her
    And now she's got six of her own.
    You say you found work, but you don't say
    What kind or when you will be coming home.

    Kilkelly, Ireland, 18 and 80, dear Michael and John, my sons
    I'm sorry to give you the very sad news
    That your dear old mother has gone.
    We buried her down at the church in Kilkelly,
    Your brothers and Brigid were there.
    You don't have to worry, she died very quickly,
    Remember her in your prayers.
    And it's so good to hear that Michael's returning,
    With money he's sure to buy land
    For the crop has been poor and the people
    Are selling at any price that they can.

    Kilkelly, Ireland, 18 and 90, my dear and loving son John
    I guess that I must be close on to eighty,
    It's thirty years since you're gone.
    Because of all of the money you send me,
    I'm still living out on my own.
    Michael has built himself a fine house
    And Brigid's daughters have grown.
    Thank you for sending your family picture,
    They're lovely young women and men.
    You say that you might even come for a visit,
    What joy to see you again.

    Kilkelly, Ireland, 18 and 92, my dear brother John
    I'm sorry that I didn't write sooner to tell you that father passed on.
    He was living with Brigid, she says he was cheerful
    And healthy right down to the end.
    Ah, you should have seen him play with
    The grandchildren of Pat McNamara, your friend.
    And we buried him alongside of mother,
    Down at the Kilkelly churchyard.
    He was a strong and a feisty old man,
    Considering his life was so hard.
    And it's funny the way he kept talking about you,
    He called for you in the end.
    Oh, why don't you think about coming to visit,
    We'd all love to see you again.


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 4,390 ✭✭✭clairefontaine


    Czarcasm wrote: »
    Why would I feel like a dickhead for something completely beyond my control?

    Exactly. But people feel pride over what other people accomplish in the olympics. It's weird. It had nothing to with you.


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 2,448 ✭✭✭crockholm


    There was a young man from Nantucket
    Whose d1ck was so long,
    He could suck it.
    He said with a grin,
    with jizz on his chin
    If his ear had a cuunt,
    He would fook it


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 1,031 ✭✭✭we'llallhavetea


    I feel bad I don't have any poetry to contribute


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 8,635 ✭✭✭Pumpkinseeds


    No.


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 7,473 ✭✭✭Wacker The Attacker


    I feel bad I don't have any poetry to contribute

    Thank f**k


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  • Closed Accounts Posts: 2,574 ✭✭✭whirlpool


    Some of these replies are too long to maintain my concentration. For that reason, I have not read those posts.

    Sorry, I mean - TL;DR.


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