There are so many things that come to mind , when I look on the streets of each “big city”. The tall skyscrapers, loom while the daily commuter’s scurry about making that almighty dollar.
The worst thing to notice, is the many “street people” hanging around the local centers, public libraries, soup lines, county hospitals’ and resource buildings. This is maintained by our state, local and government taxes. These people are from different cultures and really haven’t a reason to do any better than their present state.
Some choose to be there, and hang around with their buddies drinking , many on drugs, waiting for their hook up, and some waiting for a hand out of food and clothes. They smell with urine, feces and body orders, unable to bathe properly. Some have gone so long, I doubt they would take advantage of the bath, given the chance. The one’s who choose to be there, have chosen that way of life rather, than be told what they can and can’t do. It gives them a sense of freedom, whether it’s good for them or not. I know of several who get monthly checks and could have a better way of life. Some are wine-o’s and choose to stay drunk, not facing reality.
Still during the cold weather, it amazes me how they survive. Cardboard boxes built into lean-to’s, old cars and even some lying on the streets wrapped in blankets, with three or four sets of clothes on. Some are not so lucky and are found deceased, from excess of starvation, drugs, wine, beer and cold. Many more survive and go on to the following day, to the bread/soup lines, for a sandwich and drink, some go without. Once a week a medical unit will take a certain number of patients, and treat them. If your not in line for that certain amount, you have to put your name on the list for the next time, hope you don’t get worse and make sure your there in time, to get seen. It’s a horrible scene, and one I wouldn’t wish on a dog. Yet, they are everywhere and we are leaving them there, to waste away, while aiding foreign countries and a war. Humanity, has turned to this way of life, and it stinks.
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