Bloody hell, I am anything but a saint- I just saw them as something more.
I cannot walk past anyone and not want to help, but some just 'cry out'. I dont know why.
I have to say, if I was homeless, living out in this weather, i think I would be turning to drink and drugs - anything to blot out the absolute shit of my life.
I truly, and utterly believe that we are all, no matter what our 'staion'in life, just so close to losing everything, it is unbelievable. I just hope that if I were in that situation someone would show some humanity to me,
On a lighter note, i spent a New Years Eve in Brighton two years ago. A homeless, older man, joined our celebrations very enthusiastically- and after a meal and a few drinks, regaled us with Adele songs (!) for the whole evening. DS paid for his overnight stay in a B&B, but what happened to him after that, i do not know.
He was different, the old fashioned 'Gentleman of the road'. He had no desire to live conventially and managed quite well in the life he had.
There are differences. Some actually choose the life Some fall into it and some are thrown, headlong into it. ALL of them deserve that we listen to them.