Or maybe they are just lazy wastes of space? Maybe the people who need it most never get the benefit of what was stolen?
Someone in my family works for a charity. Most of their clients almost have to be forced to accept help. Some cultures have to be told its a loan and have to pay it back someday as the only way of getting help to them. Pride is a funny thing.
I worked within earshot of a Salvation Army store for awhile, Bottom feeders would be referred there by winz for "emergency" beds and crap, and they would complain that the gear wasn't flash enough, refuse to take it, and sometimes demand the old timers looking after the place went and got them new stuff.
Hmmm...interesting perspective. I got to admit I never actually saw it from that angle, but then, I am a lot more naive than I actually like to admit.
My experience with sallies has always been of lovely, non pushy people who genuinely made me feel like they wanted to help and put their actions where their preachings were.
I'm a romantic, I'd still like to think there is hope for the God believers![]()
My Grandfather was a POW in WW2 for many years.
He would never talk about the war - apart from telling me (once only) that they suffered starvation, beatings, and terrible abuse.
The Red Cross did NOTHING to help them - but the Salvation army saved his life and the lives of many, many, many POWS.
He tole me always to make sure that I gave them money if I could afford it or not.
Its something I always do.
an ex and i use to delight in doing this a few years ago while i was in canada. the shop always jacked the prices up [$20CDN for a ratty as hell doll from 20 years ago? no clothes and written on?] got my best ever pair of socks from their donation pile. typically, i now only have one. im certain i left the other one in canada somewhere.
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You raise a valid point. Through my previous job I learnt the Salvation Army owns a lot of commercial property, particularly over in Australia. I wonder where it got the money from to buy it?
I'm anti religion so give everything to Women's Refuge to make sure the Sallies get nothing.
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Grass wedges its way between the closest blocks of marble and it brings them down. This power of feeble life which can creep in anywhere is greater than that of the mighty behind their cannons....... - Honore de Balzac
fair enough...mind you, they are appealing to those most likely to give (I presume), and so in the same concept as the choosing of a sympathising jury, one might assume that "we, white folks" are to be targeted as most likely to see ourselves as the saviour race and therefor reach into our ever giving hearts (and pockets) to the lesser society classes.
However disgustingly cynical an approach, it works and has been used by charity marketing departments for yonks.
The guy they interviewed from the Sallies said he had no trouble with people who really needed the stuff taking it, but as the video showed, many of those who were rifling through the donated goods left outside the shop did not look needy.
The biggest problem they have - as do several charities in Palmerston North also - is people dumping unusable goods on them. They said they had five urine-soaked mattresses and piles of broken stuff that they then had to pay to have removed. Too lazy to dump the crap at the tip, this new form of fly tipping is hurting the very people who do step in to help in times of need.
Having said that, many charities can be quite picky over what they take. My late mother had a clean single bed in really good condition that she offered to the Sallies. They told her she would have to drop it off (she didn't drive and would have had to pay someone to take it for her) so she rang the Women's Refuge and they picked it up within an hour and were really grateful.
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A bus pulled out in front of me a few months back. I was on the Harley. Caught up to him (eventually) and let rip. He started giving me lip back until he realised that I'm quite an unstable person and slid the window shut. Out of nowhere, I got a tap on my shoulder. It was some old chap holding out his Sallies ID badge saying to move along.
I almost fell off the bike laughing.
you're lucky he didnt pull out his salvation army knife on you.
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Its not only Sallies that that happens to. I have seen it in Red Cross the methedes mission and others. When you spend a lot of time help out as a volly you see this is commen place. People allways going through the piles of goods picking out the good stuff for staff and putting the rest into udsable piles to either hand out or to put in the shops.![]()
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