jimjamuser |
09-26-2021 02:27 PM |
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Originally Posted by GrumpyOldMan
(Post 2009148)
It is certainly easier to paint everyone with a single brush. I wonder how many here I ever actually been homeless... I have for almost a year.
Yes, there are crazies, and yes there are "scammers", and yes there are lazy people. But, it is easy to judge without having lived and walked in their shoes. I can assure you, the system is stacked against you if you are homeless. You know you can not get food stamps if you don't have a phone and address? Ask me how I know. You know how hard a "real" job is to get with out a phone or address?
Anyway, just curious how many here dis'ing these people trying to get some kind of work, by standing in the heat on a corner waiting for a pickup to come along and ask they if they want a couple hours work.
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It was about 1965 when I was age 24 and living in Omaha Nebraska, I would "hang out" with "street people" on the VERY low end of the economic totem pole. Some might (?) call that "slumming", but I had time on my hands. Many on the street were surprisingly interesting and NOT real dumb or "vegetables". There were some strange, memorable, and some sad and even dangerous ones (to themselves and others). Several I remember went like this......I drove a cheap convertible sports car with a "rapid fill" gas cap behind the heads of driver and passenger (s). I picked up 2 young street ladies (amateurs) - that made a pretty crowded front seat. We stopped in a park and one of the "seemingly normal" young ladies started sniffing deeply my gas tank. She said that she wanted to get "high". I said, "don't do that, it will destroy your lungs! I had to physically pull her back from that gas cap. That was NOT my FINEST hour!
Another experience was even stranger. I was walking, late at night, in downtown Omaha when I saw a crowd gathering - I went over. And I saw 2 adult men fighting - they were NOT your usual adults. It WAS a SAD scene. If only we had cell phones back, then we could have called the Police. They were both handicapped with no legs. They both were kneeling down on boards with small metal wheels on them. They must not have been able to afford a wheelchair. One man was getting the better of the other in the fight. He kept rubbing the sleeve of his winter coat across the eyes of his opponent - perhaps to blind him - as if they BOTH did not have enough problems! There was a crowd of about 15 normal, upright, church-going men AND women standing, watching, and being FROZEN into inaction about the event before them.
I thought about kicking the man that was winning, but I had 2nd thoughts about getting involved with a police report and it getting back to my job. So, I got myself frozen into inaction - I thought that maybe they were putting on a show for money because the winner might leave, and then the loser asks for money, and then they split up those gifts of sympathy. I debated and debated myself - then finally walked away. I was pretty much a coward that day. I still think about it.
So, speak about homelessness and man's inhumanity towards fellow man! I saw the most that I ever experienced that night in Omaha. That was NOT my finest hour and I still am not proud of myself that night. Sorry for the true confessions, but it does put a microscope on an example of sad and homeless people. That was 1965 and today, I hope, that society has improved? NOT sure though?
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