The slow motion meltdown of public responsibility around mental health in North Carolina reminds me of America's response to genocide in Africa. Well-intentioned hand-wringing about the oh-so-sad misfortunes of others, flurries of words, a smattering of dollars thrown like band-aids at the problems.
Better than nothing, but not by much.
And oh my the finger-pointing. Hooker. Easley. The senators. The representatives. It's always somebody else's fault. So sorry. There's nothing I can do.
I call bullshit.
There's are a hundred things you could do if you wanted to. Any of you. It's not a matter of "can" - it's a matter of "don't want to."
Somehow, somewhere along the way, the anti-tax zealots stole the brains of our state's leaders. Instead of thinking about what services are necessary for the common good, elected officials seem to start by thinking about how to cut taxes. And in doing so, they're basically saying "screw you" to mental health professional and their patients.
If you can't afford to get help with mental problems, you are shit out of luck.
The shredding of the safety net in North Carolina is shameful. This issue needs full and open discussion in public squares all across the state.