Just So Wrong

Another pool walk, another set of people, another conversation overheard.

This time I wound up talking to the mom, Judy. She was actually walking. Her daughter and another woman were planted each on one side of a boundary wall, chatting in place, talking while wet. No exercise beyond flapping their jaws. This time it was about how much things cost in various places, and one referenced a favorite vacation spot she could pop into at a whim as costing $7,000/month. It was immediately justified because she had "nobody to leave her money to."

Say what?

Two reactions. Has she been so selfish that she hasn't made friends, grown a family? No deep connections anywhere so she knows somebody who could possibly find a use for some money?

Or is she so lacking in empathy that she can't spend a little time looking around for some worthy cause to make a donation to? Trust me, they are out there, begging. Help animals? Children, healthy or sick? Arts? Education? Libraries? The environment? Sponsor an artizan by contracting for a special project? Just toss $100 bills off a rooftop into the wind?

There is always somebody. Unless you can't be bothered to care.

Or think you can take it with you. I've heard it burns just fine there.