I startled myself by getting up earlier than usual, so Keely and I were out for our walk before the sun had risen. I saw a few regulars, a lot of trash, and more house-car people than have been around lately.
House-car is my term for people living out of their cars. There are two who are regulars and park their overnight, driving off into the city as dawn hits, but lately there have been at least five parked around the pond. It’s depressing that our society values human lives so little, honestly.
Looking at the park, which has reduced trash receptacles and instituted a lot of hostile architecture such as this:
Made me think of my little screed on twitter from the other day:
There is a real hopelessness to all of this that I fight on the regular. I am, now, one of the “fortunate” ones but I know how fast that can change all too well. I always let any homeless person who wants to pet Keely do so, because it might be one of the few truly pleasant things they get to experience today.
I guess I don’t have a point to make here, other than to restate the obvious.