Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Why I think homeless people shouldn't get so much flack

Upon reflection, the reason I have so many posts about my interaction with homeless people is probably because they are the only people who talk to me.

If you think about it, sometimes they are the nicest people you will meet the entire day. For instance, who was it that told you you were "so Goddamn pretty" as you took your first sip of morning coffee? Was it your boss? Or was it the guy in a 1991 Chicago Bulls Championship t-shirt loitering outside the 7-Eleven? Some people don't let sexual harassment laws get in the way of their delivering a nice, unexpected compliment. Was it your non-committal boyfriend of four years that proposed to you on the street corner the other afternoon, seemingly out-of-the-blue, drunken on undying love and affection? Or was it the white-haired gentleman who is blind in one eye, drunk on Fleishmann's, whom you affectionately referred to as a "lunatic"? Disregard the fact that just the other day he informed you that he considered you the sole proponent of the Vietnam War. We all have our good days and bad. All I'm saying is maybe we should consider it a blessing that someone who has never actually met us before is so convinced of our perfection that they are willing to gamble the rest of their lives on it.

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