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From my own experiences, the author is slightly overstating the danger of being homeless: The police -- for the most part -- don't care. As long as you're not causing trouble (e.g trespassing and getting complaints against you), they just want you to go away and not cause them any problems either. Maybe it was because I was white, well-spoken, and generally pleasent, but I've never had issues with the police during that period in my life. I was going to write more on how the biggest danger you face homeless is other homeless (and tweakers!) and very poor sleep, but I don't have the time. The poor sleep sneaks up on you and slowly erodes your decision-making and risk-assessment skills and consistantly compromised my ability to make good decisions, i.e get myself out of that mess. I believe the author experienced the same, because his belief in the impending danger he felt does not match the reality of my experiences, but does match a mindset I would fall into while sleep-deprived. |
As a young (housed) person I once called the cops on a person sleeping soundly in the exterior stairwell of my apartment complex - a thoughtless decision on my part that I now regret. The cops who responded were unnecessarily brutal: kicking him awake, then demanding he stand against a wall and spread his legs to be frisked (when there wasn't any reason to suspect a weapon). The trespasser was compliant and meek throughout, but the cops nonetheless spoke roughly to him. I later asked myself why I had been so naive as to expect any other outcome. Since then I've learned better.
And this was in Seattle, where cops are reputedly much gentler than many other places.