I saw the GoFundMe for Clay Martin cross the Twitter feeds I follow.
I didn’t post about it here because my resources are limited: I can’t give money to everyone I think is worthy. I wish I could, but I generally try to limit my donations to people I know personally. I’ve never met Mr. Martin, and know nothing about him other than what I’ve read on Twitter.
But then I read on Twitter last night that there are apparently a group of vets who don’t like Mr. Martin’s opinions, and are metaphorically crapping all over his GoFundMe.
Note to self:
The next time I start a gofundme for a fren who's hurting and lost everything in a house fire, I will run it by some effin rando on here to make sure the amount I put in to be raised suits him first.— Theresa Giarratano (@T_Giarratano) February 17, 2020
I’m trying to avoid strongly worded language these days (for reasons). And saying “f–k those guys” doesn’t do anything positive.
This does. I’m kicking in a few bucks, because nobody deserves to be crapped on when they are hurting (or trying to help someone who is hurting).