The more I reflect on the people I’ve met that work for NGO’s, the more disdainful I become

An air of self-important martyrdom often pervades the conversation

“I am doing it for them”, “or I love this work for the impact”

Some kind of selfless veneer

But when you dig into how it is all financed, via central banks, and the largest socialist programme ever undertaken

It’s obviously such miss-placed martyrdom

They do more damage than good

And if they really cared, more than what they can tell their friends in the pub, or to get past the miss-incentive of being paid to be like that

They would ask “what is money”

Nauseating selflessness that is totally counterproductive

Wake up!