Just A Gentle Reminder....

If I were you..
Then I would gladly loan to me a dollar or two
So I could eat
And maybe get just one good night of sleep

But I'm not..
And I'm stranded like a castaway in this town
And you seem so unwilling to help a fellow when he's down
If I were you. That's what I'd do

If I were you..
I wouldn't be out on these streets the whole night through
Yeah I'd have a job
And a pretty wife that I could come home to

But I don't..
And I have twenty cents left to my name
And you're the only one left here that I have to blame
If I were you, that's what I'd do

Sir it's not like me to take from you things I haven't earned
I wish I could go back and heed the lessons I have learned

But I can't..

So you'll gladly put your money in this sack
Yes sir, this thing is loaded
And I have the hammer back

If I were you, that's what I'd do.

 

1,000,000 homeless people in Manhattan circa 1980. I was one for 3 months after flying in from Amsterdam broke and homeless. We did what we had to do. Most were mentaly ill and almost all the rest Were still coming down from Vietnam. I figur I was given about $30 to $300 dollars a day playing guitar in Tompsons square park. It took about $15 to $100 dollars a day for food for me and 2 French girls I shared an abandon building with. We gave away as much as we could as quick as we could befor the sunset junkies began to come out on groups from alphabet town.Then we gave them the rest - something to get high on ourselves. Better than getting arrested for murder. Most were in their 50s or 60s and in bad shape. I almost killed one the first week over about $100 by kicking him in the neck. We had to call 911-in french while I tried to open his trecheya. That night we just left what we didn't need in a bag marked "For The Dead" in English french and pigeon Vietnamess. Last time I was there it was a yuppy neighborhood.

 

i would say you really never know anything about anyone. other then the one thing, that even plato pointed out, that whatever kind of crap you're having to face in you own life, everyone else has in common with you, that there's crap in their life they're facing too.

what do people gain by making someone else's life more difficult?
it may make them feel like that makes them some kind of a bigger deal,
but does THAT make their lives any happier or better?

it isn't how well or poorly off anyone is either.
i've seen both used as an excuse for acting like and ass hole.
and i've also seen people being decent, regardless of their situation or that of who they meet.

grumpyness happens, but taking it out on anyone not directly responsible for it, is a choice,
and i would not call it moral to choose to.

 

If I am in a solid place financially, I will definitely give spare change or buy someone some food.

The way I see it - If I give someone $5 and that $5 prevents them from breaking into someones car, then everyone is happy. The homeless person gets their drugs, doesn't have to break into someones car or steal something for the drugs, and I've done a good deed for the day.

 

How can we be just in a world that needs mercy and merciful in a world that needs justice?
"
[SIZE=8.5pt]- Robert Frost -[/SIZE]



Hotwater

 

You are a man after my own heart there, quoting Robert Frost and all.

 

"There was never any heart truly great and generous, that was not also tender and compassionate." - Robert Frost

 

Certainly no worse than ESPN reporter Britt McHenry

https://www.youtube.com/watch?&v=Mv-O9ZhKX1M



Hotwater

 

Thanks :scholar:




Hotwater

 

The answer is being a manual driver on a freeway, about entering the city, in the night with only city lights that cover the stars. You take the exit ramp at 80mph and shift again cause on you know the long turn that you can throttle out of and you on a fucking ramp, enter the expressway that goes under the interstate freeway on the 1st level of the bridge, knowing you have a mile to put it to the floor and after that have 3 exits after that tell you need to go under 80mph...

Nothing better in the world than that feel of adrenaline..

 

what else are you supposed to do with spare coins anymore anyway. slot machines won't take them anymore. you have to buy some kind of stupid plastic card.
might as well give em to someone who wants to buy a beer or a hamburger or whatever.

 

the heck you talking about.

WHAT YOU DON'T GOT A PIGGY BANK?

 

just as a wild guess, it happens to me sometimes, posting in a different thread then i thought i was?

 

Me. Nope.

 

i've got jars and jars of the damd things. i only get 950 a month, but somehow the multiply in my pocket. i think they must breed there or something. here, take a handful.

 

I have a big candy tub for all my coins. When it's full I take to the bank and they have a machine with a conveyer belt and it I tip it all on there and it disappears into the machine which counts it for me and give me a receipt. I take it to the bank girl and she either gives me cash money or into my account.

 

If you got jars and jars of coins spend a day and count it... wtf..


I heard a story few years ago about 2 generations of fathers collected everyone coin they found and it paid for the fathers son (3rd gen) when he went to college.


my piggy bank never goes over $20 tho......

 

there was a story of a rich man, who gave away everything he owned. and then he met a poor man, who was too insecure to give away his begging bowl.
but i guess i wouldn't expect anyone to understand what that was about.

 

WOW.......

 

I do this too!!! It is the best way to convert spare change, eh?