Monday, September 08, 2008
The Homeless Kid and the Harper Majority
A while back I wrote a post about a young homeless guy who lived under the ramp of an expressway not far from where I live.
He's mentally ill and used to talk to himself loudly or sing. From time to time I would drop off a pizza, or some coffee and sandwiches. But I never got to meet him because when he saw me he used to run away.
And now I never will.
When I went by on my bike today I noticed the city had closed off the area.
With two big iron fences.
And for extra measure.
Lots of big rocks so no poor person can sleep there again.
Although, as is always the case.
All they succeeded in doing was moving their homeless problem.
Further down the street.
Don't you love the little houseplant?
Now I admit I'm an idealist. I get kidded a lot about it. Nobody cares about the homeless. Even my friends. If I didn't have a companion who is even more hopelessly idealistic than I am, I don't know what I'd do.
But I do know that I expect better from Canada my promised land. I expect our rulers to put every dollar they can get their fucking paws on to build cheap housing and treatment clinics for the mentally ill and the drug addicted. Instead of building fences.
So no Canadian has to live and suffer like that in a country as rich as ours.
Am I REALLY asking too much? That's what I thought politics or being a Canadian was all about. But now I wonder. There is after all a fine line between idealism and idiocy. I know because I cross it all the time.
And in a country where people seem prepared to give a heartless neo-con thug a majority.
So he can destroy what's left of our Canadian values and turn our country into a jungle. Just because they think a bully is a strong leader. Or they don't want to pay more for cheap gas.
I suppose ANYTHING is possible.
I'll never give up hoping for something better of course. Or fighting the miserable Cons. Or crossing that line.
But tonight I'm just depressed...