"Anyways" is not a word, anyway does not take an "s" at the end
I have been thinking about homelessness.
I go back to the question I asked Howard Zinn when he came to speak in Madison about the Iraq war, I asked, "What about fear?"
Up to that point, people had been standing in line saying what he thought and it was a "Yeah, man" session. I didn't know who he was. I asked, "What about fear?"
He said, "What about it?'
I said, "When 9/11 happened, I said, 'Bomb them."
All the groupie regurgitators laughed.
I didn't have a microphone just a voice that carries and I let them laugh because that is the job of groupies to laugh at the other.
I just said that if we don't try to understand the fear that is fueling this war we are not going to stop this war.
We never addressed our people's fear.
The same thing is with homelessness. I feel a fatigue from the war going on in Madison.
One side accusses the other side of blaming all homeless people; this is the side that does not recognize the power of homeless people nor does that side state expectations of homeless people.
The blame goes to Landlords. A friend told me last night she would never want to be a landlord. I said, 'Me, neither."
It's not a great position to be in.
I know two women who took in a homeless family. The man tried to split the family from their son. Basically they smoked pot all of the time in the basement and the family wanted them out and they wouldn't go because there is a law that if you house someone for so long you can't get them out of your house even if they don't pay rent.
The Tent Law potentially spares homeowners from these fiascos.
Neither side is right on homelessness for neither side recognizes the power of the homeless as survivors. I think Tim Metcalfe did after camping out in Winter with them.
My father showed up for Easter at the Y in Milwaukee where I was in a dorm at Marquette; he went to the Y's bathroom and some street people were in there and he said, "We've got to get her out of here."
He didn't know the priest was what he needed to save me from, but he wanted me safe.
My father didn't know that I studied the homeless on my own there, many had mental health issues and I found them to be fascinating.
Then, we have the side that claims that all people want a free handout.
So the war goes on.
I believe many of the homeless have a personal power that comes from surviving. That power is rarely celebrated. Instead the notion that no one cares is highlighted.
No persuasion happens in these wars. The voices for the homeless who they consider weak and ignored war on making the situation sound over whelming and impossible to change.
No one owes me anything. Really. No one.
Some of these voices outraged with the establishment have listened in on my phone. I spoke of the Gerry Garcia Gathering on my phone to my mom. The guy was funny, oh and he's friends with these outraged liberals who violate my privacy so they broke their gag orders to warn him to stay away from me.
Yeah, I think you dead heads are bores and I don't like your way of life. You can't live like an individual in society; you are groupies. Your participation in stalking me while you are outraged at the "establishment" reveals that you are sell outs also.
I don't want to be harassed on any street by people seeking money for drugs. They are often aggressive. And the reality is that they make the money in Madison stay off of state street.
But your hubris of acting like you are so superior when you in fact violate my privacy shows that you are not different.
You have access to me on internet.
I have entered homes of the "establishment" as I try to survive this stalking and I never speak of my situation, but they treat me like a human being. I don't put anyone in a position to tell me anything.
All of you don't treat me like a human being.
I bother you because I can do it on my own.
Today I was at doctor's appointment. There was a misunderstanding of time and the receptionist ran to the doctor to tell her what I said. Assertion is regarded as an illness by mental health receptionists at times.
I saw her do it, and I said, "I don't think she is qualified to assess me"
The beauty of the doctor is that she didn't lie. She has experienced me to be able to read the impossible because I read in my first meeting that the FBI was in there. And she said, "She wasn't assessing she just told me what happened."
By not lying to me I liked my doctor who has helped my focus even more.
I knew the FBI was in there the first time I met her. I told my mom, "People are terrified." So I understood her fear.
So when your complainer yells about the people she perceives to be against the homeless, I know she has violated my privacy like many others
I have a brother who at times can not be controlled by any one else's thinking. He is the one who told my youngest brother who moved in with me as an attorney because my youngest brother would not defend a pediophile so with his thousands of dollars of lones he moved into a two room apt with me. He took the bedroom and I took the living room. My oldest brother told him, "You can learn from her; she did it on her own."
He meant I am not a gropie.
I had a friend from Clarke who knew me and she said, "I was always impressed how you could go anywhere to entertain yourself."
I bother you Grateful dead heads and company because I don't need groups. You can't live without the chatter.
In your "bitching" you hurt the cause of homelessness.
I think of that architect "Sambo" that I discovered; he made creative artistic homes in peace. The students had to turn some people down; reality was there but they were able to build a home and on the issue Sambo showed sensitivity and care for the homeless not outrage to those who have more money.
Nothing is going to change with the "bitching" that goes on. The "establishment" will turn a deaf ear and the homeless will lose. Those who care just feel over whelmed by voices that have no vision but can only bitch.
I wish someone who could show how things have improved would take on the issue of homelessness in Madison because people like to jump on board with things that work.
I also wish you grateful dead heads would stop violating my privacy.
Every time you "bitch" I recognize that you are no better in your ethic, and you are more or less projecting your own dark side onto the boogie man of the "establishment".