Do you remember the unfortunate man I met in the parking lot who’s mother had died so he needed a burrito from across the street?
I met him again today. He had a spanking new story and and the same old aversion to peanut butter/cheese crackers and bottled water. But I was in the presence of a miracle. It would appear that he had not been able to eat in the time since I saw him last. He certainly hadn’t found a job. He still was not hungry enough to accept my crackers and water. If he had not walked away in disgust I would have offered to take him in and buy him the same thing I was having for breakfast: a piece of bread and butter with a cup of coffee. I don’t think that would have been good enough for him either.
I guess one of the big questions of life is, “Do you have a peanut-butter/cheese-cracker hunger or a beef-burrito hunger?” I am guessing that people who work for a living can be satisfied by the crackers but beggars need real meat.
homo unius libri
We have a female "starving artist" who panhandles around town. I would say let her starve, but she appears to be putting on weight.
ReplyDeleteSo it is not a west coast phenomenon then. Maybe you could keep a bag of those baby carrots with you to share.
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Get him some school lunch then.
ReplyDeleteI think you may be on to something here, Vincent. We could have it as a part of Obamacare that schools open up their cafeterias during lunch to anyone who claims to be poor. For all we know it might be buried in the bill somewhere after all it is actually called the Affordable Care Act and Obama does care, right? You were complaining about long lunch lines before. Just wait.
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