Not too long after I arrived in Korea, Munsan-ni, First Cav Div, we had a Thanksgiving party. After the dinner and party was over they were going to throw away about fifty or sixty pounds of cheese, cold cuts, pieces of turkey pieces, and other turkey day goodies. I checked out a 3/4 ton truck from the motor pool and hauled all these goodies to the edged of the town. There I called all the kids I could, together by the truck, and started handing out the goodies. They would take their treasure and run. Then I noticed that as the kids passed the houses, for most of them an arm would shoot out and the kid, and the goodies, would disappear into the house. I had also noticed that when the tempature was in the twenties the kids may be wearing T-shirts and shorts. About the time I was getting really pissed about that, I was hit with an important truth. In a rice paddy economy the most important person to keep healthy is the father, cause every day he doesn't work, for whatever reason, is a day the family doesn't eat. He eats first, and gets the warmest clothing, and whatever else it takes to keep him working day by day. I also found that the only people who cared who was in power was the top five per cent of the population. This was forty years ago. They may have adopted a lot of the social programs that have screwed up other countries by now.