Stimulus

Our stimulus check arrived— or rather not a check, but a debit card on the U.S. Treasury.  Apparently it’s legit.

I’m still working and my business hasn’t shut down, and Kathy is comfortably retired.  We’re not rich, but we’re doing well enough.  We don’t need the money and didn’t ask for it, and we’re self-isolating and lack for nothing but good company, and we’d rather the money went to someone to whom it would make a difference.

So we’ve decided to give the money away.

Most of the money will be going to Doctors Without Borders, which is fighting COVID all over the world (including this country), and to our local food bank, which provides food to those organizations who deliver it to the sick, disabled, housebound, and homeless.  Delivering food to the needy was always a good deed, but now tens of millions are unemployed and don’t know where their next meal is coming from, food prep and delivery has become dangerous work, and those involved are literally risking their lives.

Kathy’s donated some to a local artist’s collective so that they can keep their gallery open, and I’m looking at a couple artists’ and writers’ charities.   In a few days, our stimulus money will be stimulating elsewhere in the economy, and making the lives of others easier.

It seemed the least we could do.

PS: I’m not trying to shame anyone else into giving away their stimulus money.   If you need the money to survive, then by all means use it to survive.  That’s what it’s for.  But if you’re not desperate, by all means consider using it to help the desperate among us.