As Trump puts his cabinet together and the world waits to see what happens when the most powerful nation on earth decimates what remains of its social services, I came across this report on the long-term effects of childhood abuse. (I know, cheery. But my next post is a fluffy one, I promise)
I’m all for pulling ourselves up by our boot straps. Being an adult means taking responsibility for our own prosperity, happiness and health. (Yay for that, hello to my friends on the Right) … And yet:
It’s not a level playing field. To mangle a metaphor, our bootstraps aren’t always the same length. And sometimes we need a shit-ton of support just to get to the same level as everyone else.
When your life has been shaped by abuse and trauma the effects last well into adulthood. By maintaining and valuing social services that go some way to equalising our bootstraps (when you’re onto a good thing …) we ensure that EVERYONE has a decent shot at life.
And you know what else? Nations that support public education, mental health and rehabilitation programs, public health and support services for the disabled and families fleeing violence are not just fairer, they’re also wealthier.
Isn’t that what we ALL want, my friends on the Right?