In a previous post, I talked about my vision for helping those that struggled to make it in our society achieve independence and while I knew it was going to take time, I was visiting the homeless at a downtown Tent City and bringing them supplies to help in the meantime. I haven’t been there in a bit, but I’ve been continuing to collect items for them and was just saying how relieved I was that the threat of winter has passed, making it less likely that any of them would die from the elements while I was putting my plan into place.
Last night I read in the news that the mayor has decided everyone must leave tent city by the first week in May.
“You do it in a civil, but serious manner and say, ‘You’re not going to stay here,’” explained Rawlings during his State of the Homeless address on Tuesday.
The shelters in the area are already bursting at the seams. Tent city, at last count had over 250 tents. What are these people supposed to do? Seriously? All your doing is moving them from one area to another. STOP MOVING THEM. Find a solution!!!
And what about the few items they’ve collected in their tent? How are they supposed to get them from where they are to where ever they go? It’s not like they can pack it in the car and drive away! WTF??? Should they just leave behind the last few items they own?
When I read the mayors words “You do it in a civil, but serious manner”….I have to ask
How is evicting a homeless person from the tent they live in CIVIL????
I want to stage a protest…
Have a human chain hold hands surrounding tent city and repeat over and over that we don’t move them until we solve this
but I have no social media presence, I have very few friends, I have this anonymous blog where most of the people I am connected to live all over the world and not here.
I felt my whole body, spirit and soul got sucked into a huge vortex. How could I have waited so long to help them. How could I have spent one weekend on my couch doing nothing. How could I not give any money I had. How could I not have worked tirelessly to get things going. How will I meet my maker and when he asks what I’ve done, tell him NOTHING!
I couldn’t go to work today. I can’t do anything. I feel like a mountain just fell from the sky and crushed me and I don’t care if I ever get up again.
If you are religious, please say a prayer for those living in Tent City.