henrymakow.com — Nov 30, 2019
Overrun by homeless, Los Angeles is becoming increasingly unlivable and unlovable
Mike Stone- “Homelessness is an issue I’m well acquainted with. I was kicked out of my house when I was 16 and spent close to a year living on the streets. So I know what it’s like to be homeless. Giving people free tents, free condoms, and free needles is the last thing homeless people need. All that does is keep them living on the street.”
“California is like a beautiful wild kid on heroin, high as a kite and thinking she’s on top of the world, not knowing she’s dying, not believing it even if you show her the marks.” — S.E. Hinton “Rumble Fish”Q: How do you take the most beautiful and prosperous state in the nation and turn it into a third world shit-hole? A: Put Demoncrats in charge.
by Mike Mains — (henrymakow.com)
Since I last reported on the state of Commiefornia, the situation has only gotten worse. Crime has increased, homelessness abounds, and the onslaught of unfettered immigration continues.
In Los Angeles, where I live, it’s truly a tale of two cities. There is an enclave of rich liberals in Beverly Hills, the Westside, and Malibu, while the rest of the city is a seething mass of humanity. The Westside neighborhoods are relatively clean and crime-free. Ours are covered in filth, graffiti, and human suffering.
If you’re homeless in Beverly Hills, it’s only a matter of minutes before the police sweep in and throw your rear in the hoosegow. If you’re homeless anywhere else in the city, the police are not allowed to harass or arrest you. In fact, homelessness is encouraged with free tents, free condoms and free needles (only a city run by Demoncrats would do this).
There’s a small camp of homeless people living in the alley behind my building. I talk to them occasionally. One in particular, a black guy named Robert, is quite intelligent. I asked him why he didn’t just get a job and get off the streets.
“Honestly?” he said, “I just don’t want to work.”
And that’s the difference. When I was homeless, you were forced to work and climb your way up. If not, you withered away and died. Today, anyone in Los Angeles can get a free tent, pitch it anywhere he wants outside of Beverly Hills, and live peacefully, without any interference from the police.
Those without tents, sleep in the subway cars. Early in the morning, almost every subway car in Los Angeles is occupied by homeless people. They’re sprawled out, occupying two or three seats, and covered in blankets. The stench is unbearable. The other day, I stepped into one of those subway cars and the smell literally gagged me. I thought I was going to vomit.
In Los Angeles, the homeless piss and defecate wherever they are – on the street, in the elevators at the subway stations, in your front yard – they don’t care. When you gotta go, you gotta go.