It is Unfortunate to live One's Life as a "Train-wreck". Sometimes I wish I could go back to Pine Cone Mansion at Te Awamutu and Relive my Life from there. I had the Great Privilege of meeting my Local M.P. Scott Simpson and the Minister of Arts and Attorney General Chris Finlayson. It's got to be Good that the Country has been Protected from Financial Ruin by a Banker and a Good Gang.
I think, however, that it would be the most Marvelous Experiment if We took Distressed Youth from Broken families into Employment and training so they don't get lost in the Poverty Trap. If We taught them the Arts and Cooking and Gardening and Music Skills and Paid them as opposed to Medicate and leave to their Own Devices at the Bottom Rung of the Ladder indefinitely. I wonder that a Trust could be set up to Help People build up their Confidence and Self Esteem by Employing them at an Honest Rate of $15 per Hour and Directing them in whatever proves to be their Forte. Especially in the Coromandel Area there is Scope for more Lodges and Tourism. I'd Weave Stars and Bake Cakes because that is all I'm Good at these Days. But I would so love to See Young People getting a Chance at a Good Start in Life. If there was a Control Group that was given only Medication and another that was paid an Honest Wage whilst Bettering themselves I think my Idea, as a Pilot Scheme, would Romp in. The Days of "Ad Lib" Psychiatry must Accept that a more Humane Approach would be to Encourage rather than proffer Glib Platitudes. As a Society, PLEASE, may we come to the Conclusion that Constructive Intervention would be far more beneficial than Long Term Unemployment and all the associated Anti Social Behaviour. It doesn't Bare thinking about how off Beam I became but We must, as a Nation, and as a World, find a better way to Redeeming Our Youth before We strike Catastrophic Consequences in some cases.
I Rant
But I am Passionate
That there must be Hope
For the Mentally Ill
PLEASE
Saturday, June 7, 2014
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