#homeless shelter

[posmasc]

So about a month ago, there was this protest against a all male homeless shelter in brooklyn

that planned to be built near schools. Is is feminist to protest against it or classist/anti homeless. There were definitely some classist people in the protest so even if there was a valid reason to be against the homeless shelter, allying with conservatives is a bit of a yikes. Here the view against the home

Classists - Homeless Shelters shouldn't be built because they don't like homeless people.(These people were part of the protest)

(Rad) Feminists - Homeless Shelter isn't the issue to them but moreso the location. They believe that Homeless Men are likely to be a threat to children and to protect children, the homeless shelter must be moved elsewhere.

I wonder if an all female homeless shelter near children would be protested as well. Maybe the argument that Women are less likely to be violent towards children is enough for the public to trust an all female homeless shelter near kids.

Pro Shelter - Any help towards ending homelessness is good and this service is necessary.

What do you guys think?

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I was on Shark Tank pitching a coffeeshop whose proceeds went to creating more accessible and safer homeless shelters. It was called “Homeward Grounds”.

[chronicallycouchbound]

Wet shelters save lives. If someone is forced to freeze to death in their car because they’re not allowed in the local dry shelter because they’re under the influence, you are enabling their death.

[spideyladman]

When my parent starts telling me something that she remembers that clearly doesn't sound like me and I know damn well it's her own words because I've heard it a million times coming out of her mouth:

[remembertheplunge]

Day of the Zebra

April 12, 2017 Wednesday 9:10pm

DAY OF THE ZEBRA!

Mike and I were sitting  outside Preservation Coffee House getting to know each other when he said “There’s a zebra”. I turned around and sure enough. Two people on separate horses  were escorting a young Zebra by! We were downtown when this happened!

An Omen of my meeting and encounter with Mike! We had just met at the corner of 11th and K Street by the Brenden Theater parking garage. He asked for money for food. He was homeless.

After leaving Preservation Coffee, I drove Mike to my house where we had a  pizza party out front. Afterwards,  I dropped him off at the Salvation Army shelter. Before leaving my house, I had given Mike a back pack left behind by Troy, a homeless man who had spent a few nights at my house. In March When Troy left, he left behind all of his personal belongings including the back pack. Troy never returned for them. I offered to let Mike stay at my house, but, he said no. I respected him for that. Mike said that he didn’t drink, but he was loaded on something. He asked me what the date was, but didn’t believe me when I told him. He seemed confused. But, his essence was sweet. He was kind and appreciative and a delight to be around. He frames my friend who told me to fear him, or she frames him.

The next day, April 13, 2017 , Mike called me from the Salvation Army shelter. I drove there to find him, but lost him to their red tape. I never heard from Mike again.

But, thanks to our Zebra encounter, the Zebra became the symbol of my long and continuing journey of encounters with the homeless. I now have Zebra images of one form or another around my house!

Later, I told a friend of mine about my encounter with Mike. She organizes businesses to fund Christmas backpacks for the homeless. But, the project got bogged down by red tape.

She warned me of the dangers involved in my helping the homeless. Her first response when I told her about Mike was “be careful."

My question to my friend (which I didn’t ask) would have been “Who did you give a bag of food and socks to today? Why not just pack a back pack and give it to one homeless child?

My friend said that her niece took everything from her house every time she stayed. She’a druggy.’

My friend is out there on the dark side of the disaster curb.

[fungi-funguy]

Homeless shelters are a fucking joke, aren't they?

[bingusbongusbaba]

Ive been nonverbal for like 2 days and while its been a struggle at times mostly everyone here in the homeless shelter has been understanding and that makes me feel so safe

[ceevee5]

“Family Village is one of a new kind of homeless shelter now emerging in the US, those that use trauma-informed design. It’s also the first and only overnight shelter of its kind in Oregon. This emerging approach is part of a movement that recognizes that traumatized people need specialized support. Severe stress can literally change the brain, affecting memory, coping skills and abilities to regulate emotions. Aware of just how much the physical environment can shape people’s lives, more architects are starting to rethink how they design homeless shelters and spaces such as prisons and foster care centers.”

[timmurleyart]

The living wage. 🔒💎💵💰💎💳

[spotlightstory]

"I'm Just Tired"

Silent Voices on YouTube

Aid Worker: ....I'm worried about you, man. I'll put your stuff up so they can't steal it while you are in there? (the shelter)

Elderly Homeless Man: Noooo. I'd rather be out here with Jesus than in there. I'll survive.

[murdermittens666]

Being Homeless (The Blog)

First of all: I didn't want to be homeless, I'm not on hardcore drugs, and I'm clean. I hate that I am in this situation where I thought I could rely on a family that took me in, but I was wrong. Here is the deal; I got kicked out because they decided to guilt-trip me to hell, and back. They literally have said they "are putting me in a corner" like some scared dog. And when I finally got help, they threw me out like a dog. Punishing me and this is how I became homeless.

And let me just say; being homeless and being a woman is the most hardest thing ever. You risk your entire life. Not just yourself, but your sanity. It's so dangerous for me being a woman in this type of situation. But being homeless also opened my eyes to a lot of stuff. So I wanted to make this blog to showcase what's it like being homeless, my experiences, and how I am trying to get out of it.

Things have been horrible; I have put over 20 applications in for jobs, and none have gotten back to me. Somedays I feel like giving up, or giving myself a break. The homeless shelter that I live in is called: Our Daily Bread.

This is my home for now. But not all the time.

That is right I won't even know if I get a bed or not. The way it's set up that there are too many homeless people, and not enough beds or cots. It's horrible that so many people here are in need like me. I'm one of them.

July 4th I should be at a place, I should be relaxing having a good meal, and watching fireworks. But now it's gone. Here I am in a shelter that won't allow us to go out after 6:00 PM because we need to "Check in", and then we can't leave.

Happy 4th of July to me I guess.

The food here is...gross. Let me just say. Hamburger that was half cold, half heated. People here are sick, and are making me sick I got sick 2 times sense I have been here. There are people dealing with drugs, and alcohol. There are many times I don't feel safe.

I'm looking into temporary residence that I can be in, but that is even hard.

I hate it here. I want to leave. I want to have a stable home.

Everyday I ask myself why am I here. Did I do something to deserve this. But this is a realty check, and damn is it kicking me hard in the ass. I felt horrible for homeless people, but now here I am.

But I'm still a good person; there are many people who have came up to me asking for opinions, and me listening to them. Giving out my cigarettes if I have any sense so many people have given out theirs. I will admit; there are a lot of nice people in this shelter though. I have made a friend, and even a boyfriend.

So things are slightly looking up, I'm going to file for disability. But my food stamps have been canceled because I didn't talk to Workforce Solutions, when I did, and I have a case with them. Guess I will provide that tomorrow when I go see them.

This sucks. Everything sucks. But I will try my best to remain positive.

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I entered something they called a Bear Bike Marathon, in which teams of three dirt bike riders race through a 30 mile stretch of track through wilderness, city streets, and mud pits. Apparently my team was supporting a local homeless shelter, but before we could finish, I wiped out and woke up.

[chronicallycouchbound]

Being searched and patted down in order to gain shelter for a night really changes your perspective on caring.

[v0r73x]

You see so many ambulances in one day

Wasn't like that 4 yrs ago last time I was here

Maybe occasionally, but it's to be expected.. now it's so often. At least 3 or more a day 💁🏻‍♀️

The other day I seen an ambulance helping one guy overdosing, and then gang sounds down the street and a POP following it. Well, looks like you'll need two now eh 🙃 welp.

What a busy job for these guys, they need a raise and probably more staff. It's so busy.

Idk, I guess if that's me one day that's me one day but I don't think so. It's not like its out of the question, who fucking knows. RA boys are always trying to hmu and if they ain't wearing colors I might hang (I don't hang with RA, not a good group to be around. I learnt this 5yrs ago). And I do get super annoying by them, glad the last guy was understanding on why I needed to ditch him (he was wearing street clothes, so I didn't know at first til he started fawning over that gang colour 🙃🙄). Because I was a little mouthy bcz of how disrespectful he is to everyone around him, and I had just met him. Following me around still after the first time I tried to ditch him 😭💀 but I had to wait for the train so he slowly caught up and I was upset and told him off. He respected it, did a bro hug and a non gang shake for me. Maybe a little similar so it doesn't look off putting lol. And I left. Although he was annoying as shit, I respect that he understood and was chill about it.

But not everyone will be like that guy, and they're all usually extremely annoying 💁🏻‍♀️ someone might take offense. Never know lmao fml. The adventures I've had here already. Oh my. Smh lol 😅🤦🏻‍♀️.

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

“Delegate Is Held After Complaint Regarding Relief,” Toronto Globe. October 24, 1932. Page 1. ---- City Asking Deportation for Allegedly Troublesome Irishman --- MAYOR WITHOUT ESCORT ---- Draper Withdraws Special Police Assigned to Prevent Annoyance ----- Leaving Mayor Stewart’s office late yesterday afternoon, after reading a carefully prepared document, in which he made a complaint regarding the treatment of the unemployed in city hostels, William McKnight, aged 23, no home, was arrested by city detectives, on instructions of Commissioner of Public Welfare A. W. Laver.

McKnight was taken to the nearest police station, and held on a charge of vagrancy. He will be remanded, and in the meantime Commissioner Laver will ask the Federal Department of Immigration to deport him to Ireland. McKnight said he was born in Dublin, but later claimed to be born in Belfast. Recently McKnight was arrested in connection with a case of stolen property, and after being held in the Don Jail, for some days, was released from custody. After his release, he took part in a meeting in a downtown church on Sunday afternoon, during which demands were framed by the unemployed.

Escort Withdrawn Coincident with McKnight’s arrest, Chief Constable Draper withdrew the police escort which has been accompanying the mayor about the city. The Mayor’s family have been annoyed greatly during the past three weeks by men of some organization, one of whom endeavored to prevent Miss Stewart from driving an automobile into the family garage. Mrs. Stewart has been annoyed also with telephone messages, during which she was subjected to abusive language.

Interrogated by Mayor Stewart yesterday afternoon, McKnight is said to have admitted that he was not alone in the agitation, and that there were two dozen men associated with him. He declared that while in jail on the former charge the Canadian Labor Defense League’s solicitor, Onie Brown, handled his case.

Commissioner of Public Welfare Laver stated that the charge of vagrancy would be preferred against him, because he, McKnight, had refused to do light work when his turn in Wellington House in return for food and lodging. The request for deportation must be made by the city on account of the policy of the Federal Government to deport a British-born citizen unless asked to do so by a municipality.

Rejects Assistance McKnight’s agitation on behalf of the unemployed took the form of a personal criticism on Saturday. He refused to accept what Wellington House had to offer him, tossed back into an official’s face a ticket for the Fred Victor Mission, and would have nothing to do with Seaton House. He charged that officials in charge of the hostels were ‘grafters and thieves,’ and alleged that one was intoxicated. McKnight, it is said, became more infuriated with each attempt on the part of the civic officials to satisfy his demands, and finally he left his office at Church and Adelaide Streets, asserting he intended to pay a visit to Mayor Stewart’s home last night to present his demands in person.

Police, who are in touch continually with the unemployed, learned what McKnight claimed he would do, and despatched an officer to Mayor Stewart’s home. McKnight, however, did not appear, and yesterday they were asked by Commissioner Laver to locate him.

Found at Mission McKnight is said to have been located in the Fred Victor Mission and taken to Detective headquarters in the City Hall by Detectives Waterhouse and Storm. The Mayor requested the police to bring him to his office. McKnight read his carefully prepared in which he claimed that the city had no legal right to send him to the House of Industry and that it was obliged to provide him with lodging and food as he required. The Mayor replied to him emphatically and finally instructed Commissioner Laver to take him away. As McKnight left the Mayor’s office, the Commissioner called the police and ordered his arrest.

McKnight is said to have told Commissioner Laver that he and his wife were on relief distributed from the House of Industry in 1930 and that Mrs. McKnight returned to Ireland nine months ago.

Mayor Stewart and Commissioner Laver last night visited the hostels of the Department of Public Welfare. They found the hostels spotlessly clean, and in the rooms set aside for recreation, men in groups were singing the more familiar hymns. In one hostel, a clergyman sought the right to speak to the men. This was refused him by Commissioner Laver, who pointed out that any man living in city hostels could attend a church, and there were churches of all denominations in the heart of the city.

When Detectives Harold Waterhouse and Fred Storm asked McKnight what the trouble was, he is alleged to have accused Commissioner Laver, Captain Heron and the staff administering welfare work in the city of ‘grafting.’

Complains of Food Detective Waterhouse reported the prisoner was livng in the Wellington House. He said he refused to eat the food given in the House of Industry, claiming it was not fit to eat.

He complained bitterly of the food in the Wellington House, declaring that for the amount of money expended by the city to provide for the unemployed, those adminsitering the relief must be grafting. It was then, police allege, that he mentioned the names of the officials.

It is charged by police, McKnight has spent much time agitating inmates of the Wellington House and the House of Industry. Complaints have reached police of McKnight addressing those on relief, and making bitter remarks about food and living quarters for the needy.

Searching a room of a house in Dundas Street East, last night, police found asuitcase, which, they say, belongs to McKnight. It was correspondence from Irish papers in which McKnight had articles published concerning the Free State.

Police also claim to have established evidence that McKnight had been writing letters to different city appears protesting against the City Welfare Department. The articles were written, they said, under the signature of ‘Irishman.’ A number of obscene pictures are also alleged to have been found in the house.

When asked if it was true, his wife had returned to Ireland, McKnight told the detectives it was so, and it was then he announced his desire to be deported.

[AL; McKnight sounds like an awesome dude, fighting the good fight, making life miserable for the Mayor of Toronto and the god-botherers that ran the cities shelters for unemployed and homeless.]