Sunday, July 5, 2015

#Homeless

One of the problems with being homeless is a lot of time on your hands. I fill that void with sci-fi's, mistries and fantasy novals. I just finished reading "W is for Wasted" by Sue Grafton. Its about a private investor that gets caught up in the lives of some homeless people.
In the end, two homeless men died. The eulogy is so INCREDIBLE, I have to share it. If it doesn't touch your heart, I feel sorry for you.

We are here this afternoon to mourn the passing of two good friends. Terrence and Felix. They where homeless.  Their ways were not those we most desire for ourselves, but that didn't make them wrong. We seem determined to save the homeless, to fix them, to change them into something other than what they are.  We want them to be like us, but they are not.
The homeless do not want our pity, nor do they deserve our scorn. Our judgements about them, for good or for ill, negate their right to live as they please. Both the urge to rescue and the need to condemn fail to take into account the concept of personal liberty, which they may exercise as they see fit as long as their actions fall within the law. The homeless are not lesser mortals. For Terrace and Felix, their battles were within and their victories hard-won. I think of these two men as soldiers of the poor,  part of an army of the disaffiliated. The homeless have established a nation within a nation but we are not at war. Why should we not coexist in peace when we may be in greater need of salvation than they?
This is what the homeless long for: respect, freedom from hunger,  shelter from the elements, safety, the companionship of like-minded. They want to live without fear. They want to enjoy the probity of the open air without the risk of bodily harm. They want to be warm. They want the comfort of a clean bed when they are ill, relief from pain, a hand offered in friendship. Ordinary conversion. Simple needs. Why are their choices so hard for us to accept?
What you see before you is their home. This is their dwelling place. This grass, this sunlight, these palms, this mighty ocean, the moon, the stars, the clouds, overhead though they sometimes harbor rain. Under this canopy they have staked out a life for themselves. For Terrence and for Felix, this is also the wide bridge over which they passed from life into death. Their graves will be unmarked but that does not mean they are forgotten. The earth remembers them, evern as it gathers them tenderly into its embrace.  The sky still claims them and we who honor them will hold them dear from this day forward.

Although the author nails this perfectly,  she did miss it just a little. There IS a war against the homeless people out there. Share this with your friends.

Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Columbia SC

Why is it that people serving meals to homeless seem to believe they must preach and convert everyone to the faith they follow?

That is what the church called Cafe Ministries thinks. Although I was to far away to video this, I heard them say something along the lines of "If you can not respect the church or the preacher, we will take your meal ticket away." Another group on Wednesdays, insists on preaching at you for about half an hour before serving a meal. One thing all of them have in common is Columbia is that unless its a Christian holiday, they all FEED outside like homeless people are just mere animals when some cities I've been to, they SERVE indoors.
The Hotdog Man
I fail to see why it is that homeless people MUST be forced to hear the book they talk of in order to get a meal. Doesn't that book say something about feeding the sheep before preaching to them? If I wanted to get preached at, I'd go to a church. If I wanted to get treated like an animal, I'd go to a zoo and fight in just nice with them. Serving a person, lifts them up but feeding them, keeps them down.
The hot dog guy of Gainesville FL or The hot dog man of Columbia SC. A short and to the point like the video below from Columbia.
Food Not Bombs
In fact, the place I'm making this blog, I had a guy approach me with $5 saying that I could get something other then coffee for breakfast. Then he started preaching, I handed the money back and said no thank you.



My other question is, why are these folks (although they often have GREAT meals) are they so willing to give food and other supplies, are they not willing to help get off the streets? +Bryant King came up with a great idea called #HomelessEcoVille and yet, the same people that will only give hand outs, won't give a hand up.