I give to panhandlers quite freely. There are many in my neighbourhood. They are there for lots of reasons: mental illness, disability, substance abuse, and so on. I have a friend who is in his sixties: as a child he was institutionalized for some (quite possibly illusory) ‘mental illness’ and now he is well fucked up, partly from having spent his whole life in an institution a la One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest, and partly from the drugs he was given while he was there. He has a home and a number of jobs, with organizations whose purpose is largely to provide jobs for people like him. He is lucky that he’s reasonably functional and can work. His wife, for instance, a paranoid schizophrenic, cannot. If she did not have him she would be out on the street in a second.
The panhandlers, homeless and other ‘mental patients’ in my neighbourhood have never been remotely threatening to me. They are either friendly, or they ignore me completely. In fact, I have had many interactions with homeless people in Toronto and in Bristol (which has an enormous number of young street people who are addicted to herion) and never have I felt remotely unsafe.
I give them money quite regularly. I don’t care what they spend it on: if I was going to spend it on booze or drugs (not unlikely), then how can I judge them for doing the same? Do I expect him to take my two bucks and put it towards a deposit for an apartment? Invest in his RRSP? Buy a new suit to get a job?
Who am I to judge if he takes it straight into the liquor store?
Since we’re trading anecdotes, I’ll tell you about the guy I saw in the grocery store the other day. He had an enormous pocketful of change, and he brought a bag of oranges over to the counter. He bought as many as he could afford, and carefully counted out his pennies and nickels to pay for them. Then he kindly thanked the cashier and went on his way.
So, does he ‘deserve’ your money?
It’s heartening to see that so many of you have been fortunate to grow up without mental illness, with supportive families, in a safe environment, and that you are now able to have well-paying jobs and computers with Internet access. Also nice that you have ready access to so many TV specials on how homeless people are con artists.
I would hope that you would recognize that not everyone has had the fortunate circumstances that you have. Before you judge, please do some reading. Lots of people have written things about the homeless which do not make for such entertaining television. Perhaps we don’t like to see the people who are really needy.
I’ll even give you a place to start. On the Toronto Disaster Relief Committee website you can download reports on the state of TB in Toronto’s homeless population, the state of our shelter systems (worse than lots of refugee camps), etc. I don’t think that the situation here is too much different from the situation in other cities, except maybe the weather brings a greater risk than some American cities.
It’s interesting that so many of us are able to have two conflicting ideas: one, that people living on the street ‘like’ it or ‘prefer’ it; and two, that all the awful things they put up with, like TB or the risk of freezing to death (very real these days in Toronto), are somehow things they deserve.
Think about it. If it’s so shitty to live on the street, then why do people do it?