If you live in North America, I’m sure you’ve heard of the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge. Per one of the websites, “The challenge involves people getting doused with buckets of ice water on video, posting that video to social media, then nominating others to do the same, all in an effort to raise ALS awareness. People can either accept the challenge or make a donation to an ALS Charity of their choice, or do both.”
Of course The Daughter and all her friends think this is cool (pardon the pun) and are challenging each other. I’m pretty sure they’ve missed the point. And up until today, I’ve avoided it. Alas, as was inevitable, my name got called. But, to be honest, I don’t have a sense of humor. A sometimes sarcastic wit, perhaps…but my funnybone is very low in humor (perhaps there is a vitamin for that). Anyway, I have no desire to pour a bucket of ice water over my head, so I chose to donate.
So why is it I feel so guilty? The friend that nominated me is a little disappointed I didn’t opt for the ice, and The Daughter insists I still have to do the ice, but wasn’t it a choice? ALS as of today has raised something like $4.2M. That’s in cold hard cash, not cold hard ice (or would that be cold hard water?)
I made a donation to a good cause, but I feel guilty. (But no, I’m still not going to pour a bucket of water over my head.)