The last post came in response to my feelings about this item on the TV.
I am watching "Rescue Renovation" on the DIY Network. Here is a young family in their objectionable home. Pretty wife, pretty husband, two daughters. They move into this repo house and decide the master bath needs fixing. Since they started doing it themselves without having researched bath remodeling first, they tore and tore and tore it up and only when they had all the pieces in the dumpster did they realize they didn't know how to rebuild it.
The shredding lasted a year. During that entire year they had to share the little bathroom with their two daughters.
The show's host represents this as a disaster.
Please tell me what people did when their budding families moved into those GI Cracker Boxes after WW2. A mother, a father, a baby on the way, which quickly turned into two to four kids. Eight hundred fifty square feet, a dog and a cat, three bedrooms (well, usually two to four bedrooms), and ALWAYS ONE BATHROOM. And no one whined and cried and moaned and groaned about how abused they were for having just one bathroom.
Sure, everyone knew there was such a thing as houses with more than one bathroom. Watch "Mr. Blandings Builds His Dream House" and you'll see how much they longed for an extra bath. But did starter families claim they were abused? Deprived? I don't think so. What a bunch of whiny little spoilt brats we have become. Imagine if we had to live with the standards 2/3 of the rest of the world knows. Three miles to the nearest well, carrying both your buckets on a pole across your shoulders ...
Just shut up.
By the way, if you're a democrat, try sending a few hundred dollars to some international development agency, get that other village a well so they can go just a few yards for their water. And shut up about our government sending that money, you whiny bitch.
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