Megan, someone in a wonderful life, has been contemplating homelessness – and her conclusions are amazing and inspiring. Oh wait, no they aren’t.
Homeless is hard. It’s hard for those who are homeless, of course. It’s hard for me, too.
Asking the universe, “Are they homeless because they spend every dollar they get on drugs and alcohol? Are they dangerous?” and wondering if they will pull a knife on her if she asks them questions, Megan goes on to gloat that she, thankfully, will never end up in their shoes.
We have family and we have friends. If something ever were to happen and our dollars vanished or we lost our jobs, the chances of us becoming homeless are quite frankly 0%.
Reminding everyone she like, omg, donates to like, shelters and stuff you guys so she is totally part of the solution, she says she avoids even direct eye contact with the homeless because everyone has “heard or maybe seen a homeless person actually make a bad decision, like buying alcohol or passed out on a street with a bottle”. She therefore decides, “something is really bad or wrong if they are homeless. I assume there isn’t really anything I can do to help them”.
She then wraps it all up by deciding some people don’t deserve to be homeless, but some of them are homeless because of their own bad life decisions. Then she, the Jesus loving, upper middle class white girl who basically just told us she shuffles past the homeless clutching her purse with her eyes averted, tells everyone that “They won’t ever survive if everyone that walks by keeps walking because they need answers.”
Another world altering piece of social commentary from a mommy blogger, ladies and gentleman.