Years ago, when I worked my insidethebeltway job at a large public sector labor union, one of my colleagues read an article about a famine some place or another and decided to hold a bake sale to raise money to send to some feed the children or feed the adults charity. (I won’t even go into my entire rant about charities and NGOs, and how the main stream media covers events like famines.) I honestly thought it was a joke. Oh, how clever, I thought, a bake sale for starving people. What a riot! (It all reminds me of the line in Lily Tomlin’s play, “The Search for Signs of Intelligent Life in the Universe,” when Trudy the Bag Lady comes up with the idea of marketing snacks in developing countries, by saying something like, they don’t even have meals, and they’ve not even begun thinking of between meal snacks.) Of course, the bake sale was launched in all earnestness, and even included “diet” brownies, which just seemed to add another layer of Trudy irony to the entire event.
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