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There was a time when being a police officer commanded respect from the public…because officers conducted themselves with professionalism, and gave respect to those they have sworn to serve. Yes, there was a time, but that time has long since passed. Now we live in an age where the police are reviled because they have no respect for anyone but themselves, and act like criminals.
To say I’m angry would be a gross understatement. I’m so angry that I’m physically sick. As a father of four young men, I can’t imagine the grief Ron Thomas is feeling at having to hear the screams of his son,... (more)
A guy has fallen on hard times, huddled under gentrified tenement stairs; on one side his clapped-out shopping trolley bound by trash bins and black cast iron pickets. The stairs span from streetside pavement up to an ornate doorway, moulded guardian face glowering overhead.
He seems in his 60s, but his real years are anyone’s guess. One day I ask, but my question is met with a non-committal nod of his grey face and averted blue eyes. The voice is a low cigarette-drenched rumble, sentences broken with a retching hack of a cough.
“Yeah, times are not so good buddy; rents are steep.”... (more)
A blind boy sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet. He held up a sign which said: “I am blind, please help.”
There were only a few coins in the hat.
A man was walking by. He took a few coins from his pocket and dropped them into the hat. He then took the sign, turned it around, and wrote some words. He put the sign back so that everyone who walked by would see the new words.
Soon the hat began to fill up. A lot more people were giving money to the blind boy. That afternoon the man who had changed the sign came to see how things were.
The boy... (more)
...He shook his head. "Don’t see him much though; reckon he’s about 18. We call him Brian.” I must have looked surprised. “Yeah, we give them all names. I see new faces every day `round here. You know…I reckon there’s thousands of them. They could fill a football ground with the homeless here!" His eyes narrowed in thought. "How can that bloody-well be?” He again paused, scratched his chin and twisted the corner of his mouth. “I’ve no idea where Brian goes at night. Someone sees him across the road at St. Pauls when it’s really cold; after some charity soup I... (more)
Monterey Police Officer John Olney pulled over a Homeless senior woman on September 19th, 2012 for "impeding traffic" in the middle of the night, when there was "no traffic". Claiming that she was in violation of "Vehicle Code 22400", while driving on Garden Road for going "too slow".
The code that she was cited for was for driving "too slow" on the Highway, not on a City Street, something that Officer John Olney should have known.
The Officer was even "caught lying" on the Police Videotape, stating that she was driving 18mph and as low as 6mph, when the Police Radar documented... (more)
We’d passed by here before – wandering the streets of Trondheim, Norway – past tall and ornate, diamond timber-panelling on grand double gates, always shut; the name in sweeping letters across the arched pediment above : `Thomas Angells Hus'. This time, en-route to Nidaros cathedral, I pay little attention, until my girlfriend stops. Today, it seems an inset central door is open. We brave the stream of darting cyclists to cross the cobblestone road.
From the open door a sumptuous courtyard unfolds; sunlit, lush but apparently deserted. Another bicycle leans against a rendered wall, the... (more)
Holding on to a job in the Silicon Valley then had become a problem for many. Harder still was to land a job. When my husband finally found work again, it was making a quarter of what he made before. And though it was income-enough to buy food, it wasn’t enough to have a place of our own.
So we lived here and there, at the mercy and kindness of family and friends, however separated from our two teenagers, still attending college. We did not want their education to be disrupted. It was imperative now more than ever that they finished their education. Without which they would not stand... (more)
Some things You Should NEVER DO if you work in a drop-in lol
Practical Lessons In Survival I was so naive.....
There are some very important things you need to learn very quickly if you want to survive working in a drop-in for street people. Man, was I christened within the first few days . Looking back, it really is quite funny to me how naive I was then. Didn't take me long to wise up some. It was a matter of survival, mine and theirs.
First, and this is a definate NO-NO. Do not empty the ashtrays. Well it seemed to me that if they had butts in them, I should... (more)
When darkness falls and all was lights so lonely,
A child left torn, yearning for mother’s song.
That grief within his heart will sojourn so long.
Yesterday’s laughter, he can recall merely.
For tomorrow he will face life solely,
In search of the lost home, where he belong,
Waiting for someone to lift him up along,
To feel the love he desire and smile truly.
What people see in him is a mask of mirth,
As after everyone leaves, fadeth to sorrow,
Disguising a lost soul against the cold.
And those lamping eyes hold pains... (more)
...off of the radar like yesterdays old news. The talking heads who think to analyze for us the goings on of the world, but who are little more than paid shills that wouldn't know a wounded vet of this President's criminal war if they passed them on the street while they wore a sign saying "Homeless Iraq Vet, Please Help", should shut their mouths about what the people of our country are concerned about in the upcoming election.
Here's something they don't want you to know. Such as the fact that at the Landstuhl Regional Medical Center in Germany, a full 25 per cent of those... (more)
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