Revolution9
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I am not saying that housing is affordable and that everyone can afford housing. I'm saying that even those who cannot, do not end up literally living on the street, sleeping under the overpass or in the woods, digging through dumpsters, and generally being objects of pity and shock. They move in with friends, they move back in with parents, they go to shelters, they go to YWCAs, they get assistance from their churches, etc. etc. There's an almost unlimited number of layers of protections and fall-back plans for those needing housing. The ones who are forced to actually live on the streets in bad situations, not just during the day but even overnight, as derelicts, full-time beggars, weirdos, etc. are those who are kicked out of the shelters because of their substance abuse problems and those who are just so confused or deranged that they don't want to go to the shelters or anywhere else.
I have driven through downtown Atlanta. Believe me, the people there did not look like they were an exception to this rule. They were not normal, well-adjusted individuals.
Now there are some "homeless" people who are not really in any kind of desperate nor even uncomfortable situation, but are leftists doing it as a hip lifestyle choice, kind of like hippies. You find this type in warm, pleasant climates, like The People's Park in Berkeley.
Downtown Atlanta is where the certified scary tinfoil hat homeless wander at night. I moved from Little Five Points recently after 30 years and I know a few dozen hard working folks who cannot find any work and they dig all day, scrounge cell phone money to have a phone to call for jobs, are not substance abusers yet sleep in the weeds quite frequently as nobody wants someone on their couch nightly. But for the grace of God and good friends I would be there too. One of the scariest of thoughts. I was there from 14 to 17 in the early seventies in much freer and friendlier days. I got stuck once in Berkeley in 2002 as well, when FedEx misdelivered my computer, I lost the contract I came for and I was stuck in an RV for six months until I finally nailed a good stage design contract for big rock tour and returned home to Atlanta.
Rev9
That does not bode well.