Sunday, February 20, 2011

Bloody Do Gooders

Yeah, that's right bloody mindless interfering Do Gooders. Do Gooders come in all shapes, sizes and genders, they may vary from the grubby little Boy Scout who insists on helping you cross the road to the well meaning but sadly confused Senior Citizen who drives you nuts pressing religious tomes on you at every opportunity.

Many of these ardent activists with the Good Samaritan complex have so buggered up their own lives that they are driven by some internal compulsion to seek atonement through trying to help others. They are, of course, completely blind to the fact that you do not want, and do not need their brand of "help". Among the Do Gooder sub types are churchies and other assorted God botherers, control freaks and those who insist on helping others as a form of domination - you can't do it - you're not capable - here - give it to me.

Then there are the apologists and those driven by a compulsion that continues to inflict self injury on themselves, both physical and psychological. They are usually recognisable by their introduction to the help they offer - they offer help and before it's even accepted start to apologise for their actions. They can also be recognised by the TYPE of help they offer - It is invariably some form of material goods (money, tools, food, what ever). In effect their help is a form of self imposed tithing. The material offered is never returned or replaced and the result of this is often that they continue to complain about how the are always being taken advantage of. For some strange reason it completely escapes their attention that if they simply stopped giving then they would have no grounds to complain.

I am firmly convinced that most Do Gooders are practicing some kind of self punishment, although they get burnt over and over it seems they can't stop helping or trying to help. I have some advice for them. STOP. Get a life and understand that the person who really needs the most help is yourself. Go see a Counsellor or an Analyst or something - find out why you have the compulsion to help. It's OK to offer assistance now and then to someone in real need but not every one wants, or will accept, help so BLOODY WELL STOP TRYING.


  1. Ha ha! Really enjoyed this! Jesus - didn't I see enough of these in all my years as a doctor.

    I was a bloody good doctor. Why? Because I went in it for the right reasons. Not to be "of benefit to my fellow men" but because of the money, security and status. But I adhered to the attributes of being polite to those who came to share their concerns with me, and to doing to listen and to hear what they wanted to tell me. But a "caring" doctor I was not, and I never presumed to be responsible for anyone's health but my own and the occasional punter who had been knocked unconscious or was in some other way mentally incapacitated.

  2. Thank you for your comment - It's refreshing to hear from an honest man who freely admits to the motivation for his career. The pursuit of justifiable recompense for his efforts is a lot easier to accept than some bleating bleeding heart who shouts his devotion to his fellow man and then complains about his lack of status, return or award. More strength to you my good Doctor.