On my way to work there has been a homeless man standing on a corner the last three mornings in a row. Today it's raining and he has no umbrella. But he is still out there, with his sign saying "Homeless, no alcohol, no drugs, please help."
He sort of looks like Santa, long white beard, big belly, kind eyes. I'm very sad for him right now, because if he is choosing to stand outside in the rain, that's probably his only option.
Normally I feel only half bad for the homeless beggars I see, but with this economy the rate of homeless people near me seems to be jumping, a lot. I don't live in a big city, I live near dead cities; and in Akron and Cleveland where the only good things we had (rubber, Labron James) are long gone, I feel like more and more people are resorting to begging verses trying harder to get a job and stay on their feet. And these people I don't feel sorry for. If so many people didn't live off of the government people like me wouldn't fork over so much in taxes every pay check and I'd have more money to spend... basically they'd have more money to make, and everything would be a lot better. But since a far too large percent of people are living on unemployment, food stamps, and welfare, it takes twice as long for me to earn enough money to blow some on fun stuff. Homeless people normally make me angry.
But this guy, in the rain... I feel genuinely sad for him. Especially since I've started typing this the rain has picked up and there is no way he isn't freezing. I want to buy him an umbrella on my lunch. And 50 nuggets from McDonalds. And let him sit in my car so he can sleep in peace.