Behind our offices are three large concrete block enclosures. They are well constructed and have large green metal doors on them. When the doors are closed, the enclosures are tall enough that passersby can't see what's inside.
But when they're open one can see large trash dumpsters that serve the surrounding businesses, including the ones occupied by TLC.
I know that whoever designed the block enclosures probably never envisioned what a mess or eyesore they would become. Because they have become a magnet for landscapers who don't want to take their trimmings to the dump, along with others who don't want to make the journey with their rubbish.
But the worst thing is that the dumpsters attract the homeless who sometimes climb inside the dumpsters in hopes of finding aluminum cans, bottles, or other treasures they can exchange for a few coins at a salvage yard. And periodically, maybe once a month, one can observe a couple slip inside because they can't afford a motel.
To me, the saddest of all are those who forage through the trash in hopes finding something of value that they can trade for drugs, food, or other goods. In my mind they could make a lot more money at a minimum-wage job if only they put forth the effort. Other than being unwashed and unkempt, they appear fairly healthy and energetic.
However, the ones that I've spoken with every so often tell me they enjoy the homeless lifestyle. They have no bills, no responsibilities for anyone but themselves. They enjoy the freedom of doing whatever they want whenever they want. Most of them will tell you that they first thing they do when they are released from jail or the hospital is find a nice shopping cart and start all over again.
It's difficult for me to understand this lifestyle. Yet, I'm grateful to live in a country where people can choose to live as they please.
No comments:
Post a Comment