A reflection, in several parts

I think I began writing this while in NM... It can be considered a partial babble, a partial grievance, and partial quest of a question.

As it is quite long, I've opted to break it down into chunks; this, being the first:

Why do so many feel the desire in this country -The United States- to help abroad? Why do we not look internally at the vast problems that face our country and come up with solutions to help our own? Why is their a sense of romantic-ism or sexy-ism -a departure from the stigmatic nitty gritty- when one thinks of volunteering within another country? And yet, when faced with the same desire in the US, an antonymic thought is evoked. Is it a sense or belief that the lives of the citizens of the US are far superior, and therefore the issues affecting others never quite seem to happen in our own?