(November 5, 2017 at 9:58 pm)Tizheruk Wrote:(November 5, 2017 at 9:38 pm)Abaddon_ire Wrote: Ah. You don't understand the way the poverty trap works. How naive.
You could write libraries worth of stuff Assclown does not seem to know . But acts like he does .
What the hey, I might as well have a go.
As we sit, I own my home outright, I have no debt, I don't even have a credit card, I am self employed and I am really, really comfy in my life.
Sounds nice? Sure.
However, once upon a long ago, I was actually homeless for an entire fucking year. I will apologise out front because there will be much swearing ahead. Also, regulations may vary depending upon your locale
So it was an odd new experience to me. The first lesson. To get welfare, you require a permanent address of residence. I am fucking homeless at the time. How the fuck would I have one of those? No problem, my sister allowed me to use hers and to hot bunk when possible bless her, so I got to sleep in a bed or a couch when possible, take a shower when needed and otherwise couch surf with friends. Guess what. Most homeless folks do not have that facility. I am fortunate in my friends and family. One might rationally think "Surely one could get a place in a shelter/Hostel/other" But no, those do not count as a permanent residence. I was lucky enough to have the safety ne of friends and family who were willing to flat out lie. Most of the homeless do not have that so they are flat out fucked from the start.
So moving on. You can work your way out of it. What a load of bollocks. What exactly is a homeless person to do when it comes to applying for a job? They can't print a CV/Resume to send to anyone, they can't go on the internet to search for jobs, they can't call anyone because they have no phone, they can't even travel for an interview because even public transport is financially out of reach when your home is the next convenient doorway. One is fucked whichever way one turns. You do not have a nicely pressed suit in a wardrobe you do not have to wear to an interview that you cannot possibly reach for a job you cannot get. Because you are homeless and you are fucked.
Think about it realistically from an employers perspective. Say, for example, you are offering a menial job. A lowly dishwasher perhaps. 50 applicants turn up, 49 of whom are all shiny and spotless and one who has a random piece of chewing gum stuck to the coat he/she clearly slept in last night. Or possibly for the last month. Which candidate will be immediately chucked out?
And that is the nature of the poverty trap. It happens that I was fortunate enough to have that family and friends network to fall back on as a foundation for rebuilding my life. But it was a deeply humbling experience to discover how truly fucked the homeless are at every turn at first hand as a fellow traveller.
