There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in
Mon pays, c'est l'hiver.
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that's pretty bad
it's also a fact of life here. I changed banks because this one leaves its ATM lobby open all night.
there are places to stay--no one has to sleep outside--but some people refuse to come in.
This is a little sad, I can never really understand why some of the homeless choose to sleep out when there are shelters for them ....
Me either. When i worked in London i was introduced to a homeless chap who slept in various doorways on South Molton Street. We always had a laugh that he was the most sartorially elegant homeless person we'd seen, because he used to raid the bins of all the designer stores along that street, and he always wore the faulty Dries Van Noten & Prada suits that were thrown away.
In the four times i'd seen him helped off the street, a few months later he'd always be back. He just didn't want to live in the world that so many of us are used to. I learned not to feel sorry for him, but always wondered what brought him to that place in his life initially.
Yes reality check indeed. And with the cold you have. I'm not sure i can or anyone can understand. Like Nige wondering
Some of the shelters are their own tiny slices of unmitigated hell, with bizarre pecking orders and occasional exposure to things one would otherwise want to avoid. Once you know you can get by without assistance of any kind, there's a kind of pride that comes along with it....
Not that I'm any kind of expert, but sometimes I ask questions, and sometimes I just get walked up to and talked at.
Counting my blessings ... homelessness is pretty complex. I think that once you hit rock bottom for whatever reason, the world looks very different.
There but for the grace of ... well, whomever/whatever. Another one counting my blessings, and it's not even that cold here.
excellent pic...and I bet Annie was wondering why anyone would stay around in those tempretures too.....( that is her in the reflection? )
I suspect L.Q.V. St-J X. is right; there are worse things than sleeping in the warm, well lighted lobbies of ATM machines with their security cameras...
Lots of folk are too scared to go into the hostels, like Laszlo says. Asking someone to give up a pet in order to be rehoused is a major obstacle - for many homeless people their dog is their only trustworthy companion. Many homeless people need serious psychiatric help but don't get it either on or off the streets.
When people do try to engage with rehousing services, ongoing support isn't adequate, or, in many places, there at all, so people who wound up on the streets because they couldn't cope are still being left isolated in bedsits, with all their original problems, to fail to cope again. After a certain amount of that, people don't want to hope again, sometimes they'd rather be left at the bottom, not left to fall again; that hurts more.
hildegard is 100% right. I've worked on rough sleepers initiatives and the circumstances that lead to rough sleeping and homelessness can be very complex.
In the winter months I pity them from the bottom of my heart and help if I can.
About 20 years ago the Richmond Report in Australia recommended the closing of most of our long term mental health institutions (to rehouse people into their communities- in non-existant housing!). We now have at least 80% of pepople living on the streets with serious mental health problems not being remotely properly treated. It is an obscenity that our affluent nations allow this. As you've all said- the issues are complex and some really do chose to live outside, however,.....