Homeless Chapter II
I have frequently piped in on the “homeless problem” and my views have changed over the years. I am/was a junkie, pretty hardcore. I am lucky I found sobriety many years ago. It’s not perfect, but I don’t kill myself any more than normal. I know junkies. I can smell them. I got sober with tough love. There was not one compassionate note in my introduction to AA. I was told by a huge biker guy with his Hell’s Angels jacket to “Go sit in the corner and keep your fucking mouth shut and listen. I’ll tell you when you can talk.” He wasn’t asking me.
That guy got me sober. He was a total asshole about it, but we became good friends for the rest of his life.
Homelessness is a by-product of the junkies. I keep hearing the woke ones tell me how some of the homeless are not junkies, they are everyday people, who met hard times, or mentally ill. Being a junkie is being mentally ill, so they all are, for that matter. And so-called “compassion” doesn’t fix either one and the only person it does any good for is the “compassionate” one who gets to feel good for his efforts at saving the world. You ain’t saving shit.
Here’s my take on what it will take to solve the homeless problem. It will never happen like this, but it would work.
- Make it illegal to be homeless and enforce it. Make detention centers and we can make them a decent place to stay, but make it jail.
- Arrest homeless people and detain them, determine how to fix their problem so they can live in unison with the populace. Put their kids in a school and give them shelter and food until the parents can take care of them properly or find them suitable homes.
- Fix what you can; job, job training, maybe relocation to more affordable area, whatever they need in order to be a member.
- If they are a junkie or drunk, (same thing), sit their ass down in an AA meeting three times a day for 60 days and make sure they can’t get any of whatever they desire.
- Help the junkies find a job and put them in a halfway house, supervised and enforced for a year, with weekly drug tests and an ankle bracelet. And an agreement to go to an AA meeting every single day. Punishment for not complying is in the last paragraph of this manual.
Those steps will help a few, and many will get back to being a member of this society, but I would hazard a guess that it would succeed less than fifty percent of the time, but oh well. The ones who don’t succeed are subject to the last paragraph as well.
Second offenders, put them on an airplane and drop their junkie ass on an island in the Pacific and drop a shit load of drugs with them, and keep them there til they run out of air.