Inspired by ms.volunteer-all-over-town? Nah, more like suspicious. Back in the day,

when i had joined this or that organization...didn't take me overly long to start noticing things.  Things i wasn't smart enough to articulate, but whatever, something was off.  Over at the sallyanne, one of the volunteers was asking nosy questions at some poor dude who just wanted something to eat.  There was a woman at my old job who also volunteeeered - don't remember the specific details, but she was telling me something about one of the people she was (supposedly) helping.  Yeah, she was helping alright - helping herself into getting off making high-brow remarks to some poor guy.

A year or so previous, while at a meeting for another (and so NOT even remotely Christian) organization.  Well some politician was speaking, but he left his briefcase in his car, and so the hostess had her 8-ish year old boy run out and fetch it.  No biggie - except for one itty-bitty detail:  the lightening storm was ferocious.  Seriously!  Hhmmm...  Needless to say, began thinking differently about what that org stood for.  You betcha, the woman's place was spacious, gorgeous and spotless; had the boy not been there, you wouldn't have known she had a young  son. 

The first org i joined, (at like the tender age of 22) only lasted a year.  It was a community-based org.  When those snooty broads (delicately) said they were dead set against the construction of an apartment unit for low-income old people and for handicapped individuals, didn't go to the next meeting, nor any after.  Membership lapsed...boo-bye. 

And yeah, i'd be a bit on guard if a low-income housing unit was being built in my neighborhood; it's not 1980 anymore, back then, you could get kicked out of your tax-payer funded apartment if you brought strange people in and partied loud all night.  Then again, when your 65 and broke, or 35 and can't just get up and stroll on down to the liquor-barn, how many wicked parties are you going to be hosting? 

More later, have stuff to do.