I used to be stationed in the DC area. There are these big huge steam vents everywhere, which, in the winter, put up a lot of heat. But it’s a moist heat, so later, when the Homeless are chased off, they are drenched in damp steam, which chills them once they leave the comfort of the vents.
Nothing good comes of being homeless. Even if they get a home and move on to a better life, the tramatization of that time will shadow the rest of their lives. PTSD of the wretched is a powerful thing.
In 1982, I graduated high school and moved to Anchorage. I was staying at the youth hostel, but they kicked us out every morning because they had day jobs. So that left us wandering around, trying not to freeze to death.
One day I was sitting at the library with a bunch of homeless guys, and the guy across the table from me flipped down the newspaper, stared me in the eye, and said “You can always tell the start of winter in Anchorage when they start plowing up the street people.”
Then he flipped the paper back up and kept reading.
Honestly, I remember when this ran in the newspaper the first time and thinking “I can’t tell what I’m seeing in this picture.” I still can’t. I mean, I know it must be homeless people buried in snow by the content. But I couldn’t and still can’t make out the forms in the grainy black and white photo. It just looks like snow on rocks. But then, I suppose, that’s what most passers-by would see as they rush to wherever they are going… just abstract forms. Nothing to do with me, I got places to go.
BE THIS GUY over 4 years ago
Damn unions ruining the comic strips.
Enter.Name.Here over 4 years ago
Today you can triple what you see in that 25-year-old photo, if not more.
Troglodyte over 4 years ago
Who woulda thunk Doonesbury was based on reality?! :D
babka Premium Member over 4 years ago
(sobbing)
For a Just and Peaceful World over 4 years ago
The shame outside the White House is only surpassed by the shame inside the White House.
Durak Premium Member over 4 years ago
I used to be stationed in the DC area. There are these big huge steam vents everywhere, which, in the winter, put up a lot of heat. But it’s a moist heat, so later, when the Homeless are chased off, they are drenched in damp steam, which chills them once they leave the comfort of the vents.
bunwarpgazoo Premium Member over 4 years ago
I worked with CCNV in the late seventies. Not a lot has changed except for the White House being turned into a fortress.
vaughnrl2003 Premium Member over 4 years ago
Nothing good comes of being homeless. Even if they get a home and move on to a better life, the tramatization of that time will shadow the rest of their lives. PTSD of the wretched is a powerful thing.
meetinthemiddle over 4 years ago
In 1982, I graduated high school and moved to Anchorage. I was staying at the youth hostel, but they kicked us out every morning because they had day jobs. So that left us wandering around, trying not to freeze to death.
One day I was sitting at the library with a bunch of homeless guys, and the guy across the table from me flipped down the newspaper, stared me in the eye, and said “You can always tell the start of winter in Anchorage when they start plowing up the street people.”
Then he flipped the paper back up and kept reading.
Miss Buttinsky Premium Member over 4 years ago
Kudos, Wolf in Your Midst! I will credit you when I run it by a certain type of acquaintenance.
dtilf Premium Member over 4 years ago
Honestly, I remember when this ran in the newspaper the first time and thinking “I can’t tell what I’m seeing in this picture.” I still can’t. I mean, I know it must be homeless people buried in snow by the content. But I couldn’t and still can’t make out the forms in the grainy black and white photo. It just looks like snow on rocks. But then, I suppose, that’s what most passers-by would see as they rush to wherever they are going… just abstract forms. Nothing to do with me, I got places to go.