New Challenge…and a Threat.
The July challenge ended last night, a disappointingly low number of donors but they’ll all be getting the thank you package, a zip file with the four original songs listed in my original post on the Challenge plus a small thank you note I put together. We held the drawing for the winner of the Constitution cases and materials book live on WeROAR, congratulations to the generous donor and winner Franklin!
We’ll be running another challenge, I’m not yet sure of how long precisely yet, but all details will be provided here and you can be assured all of the donors will be kept on record. I gotta tell you, this time I really hope we complete the goal, since there’s been a new development. One that can threaten my life along with my 75 year old mom’s.
You see, for the past several years I’ve been dependent on the Greater Nashville Regional Council Area Agency on Aging & Disability to provide a helper every week to do light housekeeping and more importantly, grocery shopping and pharmacy pickups. Now the word through the grapevine is that they’re planning to wipe me off their rolls soon, precisely why I’m not sure.
But the fact is that not only is my life in limbo, I can’t get out to do all of those thousands of things healthy people do, and of course can’t interact with the public to promote liberty in public, not to mention doing what I can to out unconstitutional acts and corruption on the part of politicians…but now my one link to food and medecine is being threatened. My mom at 75 has never fully recovered from the fall she took at her last job that took her out of the workforce and left her in constant leg, hip and foot pain, so since she isn’t driving either, the loss of the home help threatens her as directly as it does me. It’s ironic, while I subsist on permanent disability income, I’m still very much a taxpayer, from property taxes to all the other sales taxes and fees that all of you are stuck with. It looks like while the City of Nashville will still be happy to take those monies from me, the benefit will be going to someone else.
I didn’t like it in my healthy days, so you can imagine how I feel now that I’ve become dependent on the help I’ve paid for for years, and am still paying for…help that may be whisked away at some faceless bureaucrat’s whim.
Now, please, is the most critical time to finish this fundraising project. Along with all those things I haven’t been able to do, now if the home help is withdrawn I’ll have no way to put food on the table. Details will follow as I learn more.
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