Now you all think I'm crazy, right? Well think about this...... how many homeless do you see wandering the streets? Now that isn't the zombie portion. Kind of like the standard infommercial "wait there's more! ". So as you see these people, sitting in the shopping centers, hanging outside of the gas stations and fast food joints saying things like "hey we're out of gas" or "I'm just hungry", know that it's probably the line of bs they chose for the day. Not all but more than half of these people are dealing with some type of addiction problem that you about to finance. In my neighborhood alone there is 20-30 of these types within a four block radius. Sure they move around a bit, but they are everywhere. The ghetto isn't the only place you see them. They hang out in a lot of places, business areas, residential, churches, stop lights and any place that there might be people with money.
Now the zombie part is where you see them in their drug or alcohol induced stuper repeatedly looking like the zombies from all the bad movies of the 70's. Like in the movies, they may not be eating us working folk yet, but they are stealing from us. Items taken from our homes, money panhandled in person under the guise of hungry or homeless. How many of you would give money if the sign or the "sales track" went like this "hey I just need another fix to get me by" or "looking for a 40 for the night"? Then the they steal from the businesses they hit. Those losses will be passed onto the consumer. The meth addicts steal liquor or food to trade for meth, they all steal somewhere, somehow. If the society ever crumbles to the point that food is scarce, they will start to eat people for survival.
The social programs do not have enough funding to get them off of the street. We worry about immigration and the weight on the tax roll, what about the problem born and raised right here. Most of the illegals get jobs and become productive. I see caucasians asking for money not hispanics. I see caucasians not being productive, even for their own wellness. Then using excuses like my childhood was bad, my dad is an ass, my mom doesn't care about me and the list goes on and on. Guess what? None of us had a perfect childhood. My dad was an ass, which I apparently got some of and left my own mom's house at sixteen. That wasn't easy, but I had some family that helped me until I finished highschool. Then I put myself through vocational school and became a productive member of society. So it can be done without being stuck in your own baggage, violating the law and destroying yourself and those that care the most about you.
These are the people on the street more than not. The addicts that only live and steal to feed their addiction. You can't believe a word they say, any act of kindness is temporary and only to gain a step towards the next high, trip or drunk. If you want to help them anyway, buy them something that can be eaten, not resold or returned for money, traded for drugs, etc. I'm sure you get the picture......my position is not to forget about these people, but also not to enable the cycle to perpetuate itself.
