and, my head is back to where it was before I hospitalized myself. I am once more, “functionally dysfunctional” EVERY damn thing in this system is a three month timetable. get housing packet together, Three months. Send it off and get appointment: THREE FUCKING MONTHS later.
It’s about dragging it out for the dollars.
Fuck this.
that if you google “human stress” shelter, it asks if you meant “humane shelter” stress? It seems treating shelter animals for stress is more important that treating humans in shelters for the stress of residing there.
BUT!!! type in “homeless shelter” stress, you get one article dealing with the stress of living in a shelter, and it’s in Journal of Leisure Research… oh, yes, in fact, homeless women need MORE downtime to deal with the stress of having no or so little income, that they live stacked like cordwood in places you wouldn’t put a dog. In point of fact, shelter dogs are treated better – they get complete medical care, a balanced diet and a fast track to re-homing.
For example, After three months, at this new shelter, I completed a second housing packet since I became homeless. Apparently, the first one wasn’t any good, because it came via the ASSESSMENT SHELTER, where I had a place inside of two months, wasn’t sent over, and therefore, redundancy was in order, now where it will be three months before I even talk to DHS (Dept. of Homeless Services) about housing. Happy Fucking New Year. It’s all about the money.
And, they wonder why I am so stressed out. Got an idea for you: Check your asses into a shelter for three months, the time it takes to get all the paperwork done, since the shelter works under the premise you have nothing better to do with your time than sit around tending hemorrhoids, as you’ll only see your caseworker once a week. lots of luck seeing a nurse, by the time you get to the sign-up sheet, you’re either waiting all day or shit out of luck. Weekends, you’re shit out of luck anyway, since there is no medical person available.
Or, we are viewed as “object lessons” for spoiled brats like the Kardashians:
…The teens were shown refusing their food because ‘It’s not my fave,’ texting at the dinner table and leaving the family dinner to go out with their friends.
When the girls steal Bruce’s credit card to go shopping, the former Olympian can’t take it any more and decides to take them to a homeless shelter to give them some perspective.
‘Kendall, 15, and Kylie, 13, have been very blessed, we’ve given them everything they want,’ he says. ‘My responsibility as a parent is to show them what reality is.’
Speaking to the girls, Bruce says: ‘You don’t understand the value of a dollar, so we’re going to see something that will put you life in perspective and maybe you’ll appreciate your life a bit more.’
See? We are homeless because we “don’t understand the value of a dollar” Fuck you, Bruce Jenner.
Kim reveals that when she was their age, her late father Robert Kardashian took her to Skid Row in Los Angeles to show her how privileged her life was.
At the shelter, Kendall and Kylie are shocked to meet a girl who lives with her entire family in a room the size of their bedrooms.
‘It’s kind of eye opening,’; Kylie says. ‘Their whole home is the size of my bedroom. Their whole life is in that room, that is so sad to me, that people live their lives in this tiny space.
Kendall adds: ‘The girls at the shelter showed us what life could be, and made me really appreciate everything we have.'[1]
I am the Few, the Proud, the Motivated to get my ass out of there.
Notes:
“Are we in like Manner to be given up to the Disposal of the East India Company, who have now the Assurance, to step forth in Aid of the Minister, to execute his Plan, of enslaving America? Their Conduct in Asia for some Years past, has given simple Proof, how little they regard the Laws of Nations, the Rights, Liberties or Lives of Men. They have levied War, excited Rebellions, dethroned lawful Princes, and sacrificed Millions for the Sake of Gain. The Revenue of Mighty Kingdoms have centered in their Coffers. And these not being sufficient to glut their Avarice, they have, by the most unparalleled Barbarities, Extortions, and Monopolies, stripped the miserable Inhabitants of their Property, and reduce whole Provinces to Indigence and Ruin. Fifteen hundred Thousands, it is said, perished by Famine in one Year, not because the Earth denied its Fruits; but [because] this Company and their Servants engulfed all the Necessaries of Life, and set them so high at a Rate that the poor could not purchase them. Thus having drained the Sources of the immense Wealth…they now, it seems, cast their Eyes on America, as a new Theatre, whereon to exercise their Talents.” — Rusticus, in “The Alarm”, a colonial American “Broadside”, 1773.
Sound familiar? Even in 1773, Americans were concerned about the behavior of Corporations and Their Intentions. They were not for the Common Good. They were as they are now, in it for themselves. Note too in this excerpt, that Rusticus’ concerns have echoed down to the present day.
I’m still trying to figure that out, 12 years after my “mild” TBI. I can only get so far, then. I don’t know what to do. It’s like a big ugly wall is thrown up and there is no passage, no gate or door to open and go through. And so I am where I am.
Can I demolish that wall?
Yesterday, Sunday Sept 25, I was down occupying Wall Street. I saw a wide range of Americans – young, old, middle-aged, Veterans, New Yorkers, out-of-towners, and we all were there for one reason: To bring attention to the rising inequity that is occurring while the Foxers try to mock with outdated insults like “hippie” and “get a job”. Yeah, I am homeless, and I work. Just not earning enough to pay the rent.
When a group of NYFD walked through the plaza, a cheer and applause rang out.
Until the night fell, the NYPD were cool. Yes, there was an attempt to intimidate, but it didn’t quite work they way the Commanding officers hoped.
I met people who were respectful, well-spoken, and quite concerned for all Americans. Why should we be mocked for exercisng our First Amendment right to gather, express and petition? I mean, isn’t that why we’re “fighting ‘them’ over there”?
Amendment I
Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.
So, WHY were members of the media arrested? Why is the NYPD arresting citizens for taking photographs and videos?
While walking back to the shelter, I began musing on the Nature of the Construct we call “Time”.
Animals only have the concept of sleep/not-sleep. No seconds/minutes/hours/days…
Humans, only have a Construct of “Time” because we invented it. When I was recovering from the mTBI, I had no concept of time. Of day/week. Except when I was seeing doctors. every other day. I knew it was “Monday” because I saw a doctor.
Humans have no context without Time.
So, last night. R comes back in rip-roaring drunk and singing rather loudly. She nearly falls backward but is caught, by another resident, who suggests she lay down, which of course, the drunk one does not agree to, and starts to complain that no one likes her. About 10 minutes later, a couple of other women come up and say that she has bitten someone and it’s crazy downstairs. So, for lack of anything else to do, I wander down to the third floor to watch. Get down there, and there she is, sitting in a chair with two cops around her, being loud, and as I walked past her, I noticed she was cuffed. She kept getting up and the cops would have to move her back to the chair, where she would start complaining about her arm. The N.P. was treating the victim, some of the ladies were peeved at the N.P. because she called the cops and the EMT’s on the drunk. Well, what else was she supposed to do?
The EMT’s arrive, they ask her her name, which she responded to with the correct answer, and they all began to walk out, with the biter admitting to the violence as she was steered toward the elevator.
Woke up this morning, and she was back. So much for the rules. She’s violent when she’s drunk, and they won’t do a damn thing about her. I guess, it’s about money and that she’s got mental deficits.
G, who finally is getting an apartment, started in another, who she has been tormenting. Listening to G and what she plans to do, I fear for anyone who ends up with her as a home health aide.
It’s 9:56 am. There’s supposed to be a “Housing Fair” starting st 10:00 am. No one is here but us chickens. I guess they don’t see keeping to schedules as important. But then, I guess they see this as doing us a “favor”.
10:05 no sign of any DHS people.
10:07 2 women have appeared, and are ignoring us.
Did I mention this is a two hour affair?
10:15 SURPRISE!!! THERE’S ONLY ONE PERSON TO DEAL WITH ALL OF US
10:21 Wait! More people have arrived and are huddling. Now, they have walked away.
10:30 and it’s still only one person from an assisted living place. No kitchen, shared bath and bedroom
10:45 if I get asked one more time if I want to talk to the nice lady from the Briarwood, I will consider it harassment.
10:50 Three thuggish men and a woman who looked like she belonged here have arrived. Got s muffin and walked away.
Dude in a suit looking like he had a rough night.
Was just informed this circus ends at 12:30, so, we will be zoo-like entertainment when lunch rolls around.
11:15 I left. It’s all SRO and Assisted Living. What this means is that I have to do it myself, as this shelter is not capable of dealing with my situation.
When you enter the shelter, you’re given a “contract” that spells out one’s responsibilities while there. Basic rules of civilized behavior, such as no smoking in the building, no repeated verbal abuse/violence nom booze/drugs/weapons. One is can get suspended for violating the rules, and I have yet to see it happen. The woman who threatened me, comes. goes. The rules are not enforced, and the residents know nothing will happen.
Sure you’ll get arrested for calling in one too many false alarms, but hey…..
Why the Anti-Science Creationist Movement Is So Dangerous | Belief | AlterNet.
Oh, AlterNet, it is so much more than that. The fact they desire to retreat to pre-Copernican world view means, they can not resolve themselves to being a small part of Creation, however it began. This is the “tell” if you will:
But as laughable as the creationists’ beliefs are, the creationist movement is no joke. They want to wipe out all the findings of hundreds of years of scientific investigation, erase everything we’ve learned about the vast and majestic history of the universe, and replace it with a cartoon version that grotesquely magnifies our own importance, treating human beings as the crowning glory of creation and diminishing the immensity of the universe to a tiny stage crafted only so that the Bible’s small stories could play out on it.
They are very dangerous children who see the Universe as revolving around them.
The Jeering Section 