Similar bg: Minneapolis, short time in Denver, probable lifer in BA (currently by the beach in Sunset SF where vagrants abound). It’s just too nice here to lea

Similar bg: Minneapolis, short time in Denver, probable lifer in BA (currently by the beach in Sunset SF where vagrants abound). It’s just too nice here to leave, even with offers of couches in swank condos in other cities. Wealthy vs. poor, the BA has endless amenities to cultivate the former. Housing is a nice feature. I am literally teetering on the edge, rent 6-7wk late and without real food for weeks (in comm w landlord + 24lbs of Huel stocked and 2x all my products). I’ll move into my car if I lose my appt. I’ve a YT channel/vlog documenting the plight to poverty in SF, “iSpooge Daily” channel. My answer to why is that SFers are aggressively passive, and quick to call abberant behavior any label that kinda fits (“worst possible explanation”) which creats a class of people who can comfortably be treated sub-human. I’ve always remained open to chatting with sober houseless folk, and indeed it could be anyone. I know some guy who’s slept in the same doorways with his cats for all yea years I’ve been in SF while I’ve been pushed around. Makes me question who’s homeless. Green Day was OG from Oakland, their song Android has stuck with me and I’ve come to resonate with this part strongly “hey old man in woman’s shoes / I wonder if he knows I think he’s crazy / when he was young did he have dreams of / wearing woman’s shoes and being crazy” — in truth the crazies are reacting pretty reasonably to their conditions of sub-human treatment and filth. If not for my long term communities and in-tact families and skills, it’d be a lot harder to keep it together mentally. It’s the sense of hope as I’ve never asked for much, thankfully good will and faith etc has life rafts float up as needed.