In 2006, for my first visit to SF, I booked a room in a hotel near Union Square. I was awakened around 2 a.m. by a group of crazed homeless people screaming lik

In 2006, for my first visit to SF, I booked a room in a hotel near Union Square. I was awakened around 2 a.m. by a group of crazed homeless people screaming like sopranos. The concert went on for 2 hours. Coming from a European country, the very cowardly (by governments and much of the public) accepted "culture" of homelessness surprised me in no small measure.