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When I walk the streets and a homeless-looking person approaches me, I normally try to politely avoid them. Sometimes I am walking with someone else, and that someone else might make a comment about the homeless. But the more I think about it the more I realise that I don't anything about them and so, this extract from Alexander Masters book was very revealing.
That article reminds me of Orwell's Down and out in London and Paris where he recounts his time as a poverty-stricken, homeless man in the cities of the title. There's an excerpt of the book in his collection "Essays".
I also heard a great hip-hop track on FBI recently that made an interesting point about people on the streets asking for money. Poorly paraphrased, it said something like: A beggar asked me for some money on the street today I told him "no, get a job" and thought to myself, "ahh, it'd be a waste, he's only going use it for drugs and booze" Then I realised, "wait a minute, I'm going to spend it on drugs and booze" |
I am Bosco (email). I live in San Francisco. I am a postdoc researching the science of proteins. I write about performances, programming, books (of which I sometimes review) and other miscellanea. I make writing, pictures and software. Blogroll |
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