The Homeless Must Go.
I've tried. I've really tried. I've been nice, caring, sympathetic...and now it ends. The Homeless Must Go. Period.
When I moved to this little city 9 or so years ago, I looked and looked for a cool little apartment/house to hang my hat for the time I would spend here. After many realtors wasting my time with cookie-cutout houses, lauding the advantages of vinyl siding and plastic rain gutters, I said 'f**k this'...and bought a nice little 3 story building downtown.
It was perfect. Not too big, not too small. About 1500 sq. ft. a floor, and hadn't been touched since the 40's. The commercial realtor shyly informed me that the upper floor (split into about 10 tiny rooms) was once a bordello. Perfect. This will be my home.
8 months and 7 chock-full 20 yard dumpsters later, I moved in. Home Sweet Home. The neighborhood (if you can call a city block that) was quirky at best. Quiet mostly. A few homeless people panning for handouts, but once they got to know I was a part of their 'turf', most just nodded and moved on. Some were even quite friendly. My gf swore one of them watched out for her coming home at night. He slipped stream of consciousness poetry (which wasn't half bad by the way) under our door occasionally.
Then the city started to grow. Little by little, more and more charity handouts, helpers and gimmes set up residence within a few blocks of my happy home. The nodders got absorbed into the influx of new panhandlers, and the poetry stopped.
I moved out a couple of years ago so I could renovate further (long story short: New gf. Some chicks dig drywall and hot running water. Go figure.). In that time the area has become a magnet for all that is loathesome about humanity.
They go to the handout across the way and dump their half eaten plate into the street. They get clothes and blankets for free and discard them everywhere. They shit in the doorways.
I went down today to mark this weekend's dumpster area and there was a goddamn couch leaned up against my back entrance. Clothes and shit everywhere. I've had the cops yank them away, filed a no trespassing paper with the city...and now I'm fed up.
I'm sick of these ungrateful human cockroaches. My patience has worn. My sympathy is gone. My empathy is non-existent.
The Homeless Must Go.
When I moved to this little city 9 or so years ago, I looked and looked for a cool little apartment/house to hang my hat for the time I would spend here. After many realtors wasting my time with cookie-cutout houses, lauding the advantages of vinyl siding and plastic rain gutters, I said 'f**k this'...and bought a nice little 3 story building downtown.
It was perfect. Not too big, not too small. About 1500 sq. ft. a floor, and hadn't been touched since the 40's. The commercial realtor shyly informed me that the upper floor (split into about 10 tiny rooms) was once a bordello. Perfect. This will be my home.
8 months and 7 chock-full 20 yard dumpsters later, I moved in. Home Sweet Home. The neighborhood (if you can call a city block that) was quirky at best. Quiet mostly. A few homeless people panning for handouts, but once they got to know I was a part of their 'turf', most just nodded and moved on. Some were even quite friendly. My gf swore one of them watched out for her coming home at night. He slipped stream of consciousness poetry (which wasn't half bad by the way) under our door occasionally.
Then the city started to grow. Little by little, more and more charity handouts, helpers and gimmes set up residence within a few blocks of my happy home. The nodders got absorbed into the influx of new panhandlers, and the poetry stopped.
I moved out a couple of years ago so I could renovate further (long story short: New gf. Some chicks dig drywall and hot running water. Go figure.). In that time the area has become a magnet for all that is loathesome about humanity.
They go to the handout across the way and dump their half eaten plate into the street. They get clothes and blankets for free and discard them everywhere. They shit in the doorways.
I went down today to mark this weekend's dumpster area and there was a goddamn couch leaned up against my back entrance. Clothes and shit everywhere. I've had the cops yank them away, filed a no trespassing paper with the city...and now I'm fed up.
I'm sick of these ungrateful human cockroaches. My patience has worn. My sympathy is gone. My empathy is non-existent.
The Homeless Must Go.
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Originally posted by 709
I've tried. I've really tried. I've been nice, caring, sympathetic...and now it ends.
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I'm sick of these ungrateful human cockroaches. My patience has worn. My sympathy is gone. My empathy is non-existent.
The Homeless Must Go.
Go where? To a home?
I have some sympathy with your situation. You deserve respect from them, as they do - and have sometimes received - from you (but not anymore, apparently).
Based on your story, I think that you can validly demand that those persons causing specific problems should stop. But to "go"? Your thread should instead be titled, the "Some Homeless Should Behave Better, But Society Has To Find Better Ways to Address Their Situation". But that would not have been much of a rant, I suppose.
I feel a long thread coming on.
Electric Fence.
I have a friend that's a social worker. One night when getting out of her car some woman hit her up for money,
"I just need some bus money you see I just got out of the hospital ..."
"What hospital discharged you without giving you a bus pass?"
"Uhhh U of Chicago"
"That's wrong U of Chicago always give out bus passes"
"Well yea you see I need to the woman's shelter 'cause my man's been beating me"
"What shelter?"
homeless woman names a shelter
"I'll call them and have them send their van to get you. Wait on the corner there."
"Oh no that's okay never mind I'll get there"
homeless woman walks off fast.
99.9% of them are scammers. They don't have a job because they can't hold one. Drinks, drugs, anti-social mental illness. The later have a real excuse. Get 'em into an SRO and hope for the best.
Maybe helping the poorest and most hopeless in our society is something we as a country should do.
Just an idea.
But tax shelters in the carribbean are more important.
Originally posted by chu_bakka
Help would be a good thing.
Maybe helping the poorest and most hopeless in our society is something we as a country should do.
Just an idea.
But tax shelters in the carribbean are more important.
Yea we are doing that.
We treat murderers and rapists better.
says the man who has no idea what prison is like.
i'm betting every rapist and murderer would love to be roaming the streets free.
Originally posted by alcimedes
says the man who has no idea what prison is like.
i'm betting every rapist and murderer would love to be roaming the streets free.
People who get out of prison dont live on the street
Originally posted by Chinney
Go where? To a home?
Well, I was using 'Go' as in 'Go Away From My
And Scott hit the nail on the head exactly. The charities and shelters in my neighborhood are overflowing with money. Why? Because it's a feel-good-write-off in this neck of the woods. But you'd sure as hell better not move them close to anyone writing those checks, or the funds would dry up quick.
Originally posted by Outsider
.... We treat murderers and rapists better.
Murderers and rapist are wards of the state. The ones in jail of course. Do you propose making homeless people wards of the state and taking away many of their freedoms?
Originally posted by Outsider
Ok, they may be drunks, addicts, lazy, what have you...
I'll choose door number 3.
Most of these people are able bodied. *Some* are incapacited in one way or another, but the vast majority walk, talk, and scam with relative fitness.
Originally posted by Scott
Murderers and rapist are wards of the state. The ones in jail of course. Do you propose making homeless people wards of the state and taking away many of their freedoms?
No, of course not, but they need to be rehabilitated somehow. They don't know how to function in our society, they resort to stealing, scamming, and just bugging us.
EEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Originally posted by Scott
The people most sympathetic to the homeless are the ones that don't live with them.
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99.9% of them are scammers. They don't have a job because they can't hold one.
i dont think thats necessarily true. i like to think i'm sympathetic, and i live in The City (Manhattan, to you out-a-towners). I give them money, when i have short-cash to spare, and I'll always give em a cigarette if they ask. i think people who make broad generalizations based on their own small statistics are short-sighted.
Originally posted by thuh Freak
I give them money, when i have short-cash to spare, and I'll always give em a cigarette if they ask. i think people who make broad generalizations based on their own small statistics are short-sighted.
I would agree, except for the fact I've lived in quite a few large cities and am not unfamiliar with homelessness. But in this case, in this case of a small city, it is literally mindblowing how many people are taking advantage of 'the system'. Hell, I'll take it a step further. Every day at feeding time no less than 100 cars roll into the vacant lot across the way and unload kids and all for the food-tray frenzy. The dichotomy of charity and freeloading is astounding.