Saturday, May 14, 2016

Deadbeat Donor Darlings

Photo by Alonzo Lyons at Tribhuvan International Airport
Deadbeat donor darlings, what are you doing in the Himalayan paradise of Nepal, especially if operating without language and culture skills?

If nothing else, please consider the effects of your personal intervention on the personal lives of many, of a long-suffering people and their cultural ethos.

Consider this, foreign agents like you have been operational in Nepal for six decades. Nepal currently has over 50,000 I/NGOs…what are the results regarding poverty metrics and development indices? Nepal is or very nearly is a failed state, and the people are suffering in many lethal ways for want of good governance while aid typically abets dysfunction and foments a donor mentality that stifles self-determination, free-enterprise, creativity, and industry--all craved by people in want of personal freedoms including economic freedom.

Perhaps the trekker’s maxim can provide better guidance: “The Himalaya might change you, please do not change them.”

Photo by Alonzo Lyons in the Himalaya
Otherwise, deadbeat donors...isn't it about time to go home? 


Lyrics to the above embedded song Time to Go Home by Michael Franti and Spearhead from their album Yell Fire! (Power to the Peaceful),

Those who start wars, never fight them
And those who fight wars, they never like them
And those who write laws, they can recite them
And those of us who just fight laws
We live and die them

But I know, they never gonna tell you why, no
They only wanna tell you lies, no
Never ever gonna tell you why, no
They only wanna tell you lies, no
Never ever gonna tell you why, no
They only wanna tell you lies
It's time
It's time to go home

Don't take our boys away, no
Don't take our girls away, no
Don't take our boys away, no
Don't take our girls away, no
It's time to go home
Don't take our boys away, no
Don't take our girls away, no
Don't take our boys away, no

Those who build walls are pretending
That forever they can defend them (No, no, no)
Those who dam streams can build fountains (Yes they can)
But those of us who just let them run free
We can move mountains

But I know, they never gonna tell you why, no
They only wanna tell you lies, no
Never ever gonna tell you why, no
They only wanna tell you lies, no
Never ever gonna tell you why, no
They only wanna tell you lies
It's time
It's time to go home

Don't take our boys away, no
Don't take our girls away, no
Don't take our boys away, no
Don't take our girls away, no
It's time to go home
Don't take our boys away, no
Don't take our girls away, no
Don't take our boys away, no

(It's time, it's time!)
How many people were they runnin' from and
How many people never saw it comin'
How many people never heard the warnin'
How many people never stayed at home and
How many people never heard the callin'
How many people never saw it all and
How many people did they spend it on and
How many people got to sing the song and
How many people never heard the cry and
How many people gotten pushed aside
How many people never saw the dust fly
How many people never said goodbye and
How many people never saw the fall and
How many people did we end it all and
How many people never saw the wrong and
How many people did we drop the bomb on

Don't take our boys away, no
Don't take our girls away, no
Don't take our boys away, no
Don't take our girls away, no
Don't take our boys away, no
Don't take our girls away, no
Don't take our boys away
It's time
It's time to go home!

Away
Away
Away
Away
Away
Away
Away
Away

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