Note: Ok folks, I got a little carried away here and practically penned a tome. I generalized and rather than a lot of research and statistics, I just went mostly by 73 years of observation of life around me.
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I just read that there are fewer homeless people in the United States today than a decade ago — you could not prove that by me. I’m not going to get lost or fooled by statistics. I travel up and down the west coast states and into Nevada and Arizona in my job. Been at it for more than two decades. Homelessness gets more noticeable each year.
Hopefully most who might read this are fairly protected from being pushed out into the elements, but don’t get too smug if you’re still in the work world — whether you are considered blue or white collar (old fashioned terms), automation is after your job.
Our society has gone through a drastic change since I was a little boy. I was born in 1949. We of course had homeless people then, but I guess for the most part they were hidden away. And many who are homeless today back then might have worked at menial low-paid jobs that might have afforded them some shelter above a cardboard box, maybe a converted chicken coop.
Oh yeah, any town of any size had a skid row where the winos hung out. Sacramento chased out the winos or took over their turf and turned its skidrow into a tourist attraction called Old Sacramento. Marysville, Ca, a town of which I used to live across the river from, had its D St. where aimless old men hung out. A guy from the other side of the river in Yuba City by the name of Juan Corona picked up these old hopeless white guys for farm labor in the orchards, killed them when it came pay day and buried them among the trees.
Many or most of the old skid rows are gone — the down and out are spread around.
Back in the day, there were vagrancy laws. The cops might pick a homeless person up and take him to the county work farm or let him out at the edge of town. These days the towns out of state give them a bus ticket to Redding, Ca. where I live. At least that’s the common accusation around here (Redding). An urban myth?
I think the homeless communities everywhere in this day and age are more diverse, maybe more females than in times past. Hey it’s an equal opportunity world now.
Before some of the LBJ-introduced welfare programs some people worked as near or virtual slaves for employers who took advantage of their circumstances or seeing it another way provided poor people with a lifeline.
And I’m not talking about just minorities but poor white folks.
The Great Society programs originally introduced by LBJ did a lot of good. But, over the years they may not all have received enough continued funding.
In addition, some folks might have gotten too accustomed to them, passing down a lifestyle to future generations.
The upheaval of the Vietnam War and the emergence of the drug culture took its toll on a society that had been more structured.
(I realize thousands simply did their duty and fought the war and were proud to serve their country. We lost nearly 50,000 of our military or thousands more considering life debilitating injuries ).
Families tended to stay together, young men either followed in their father’s footsteps and took their place at the factory or trade or the farm or went to college and into a profession. Women became mothers but also began to venture into the work outside the home world, and probably doubling as household caregiver.
But politics aside, belief in country and a sense of civic duty prevailed (a generalization sure).
The Vietnam War changed all that. It became apparent that young men were being forced to put their own lives on the line for questionable reasons, geopolitics not directly connected to defense of our nation, an intervention into the internal affairs of another nation.
The distrust in a government that had lied about what was really taking place in Vietnam spawned a whole new movement of rebellion against the status quo.
Many decided it was not in their interest to fight half way across the world in a dispute that had no direct connection to their home. It was futile to get in the middle of a fight between factions of a foreign society.
At the same time that rebellion I think caused women to question their heretofore pre-ordained role in society as servants.
Questioning the status quo was good, but a side effect was the tune-out drug culture.
But now, I’ll step back a bit farther:
In my dad’s time, the time of his youth (early 20th Century), that is, the homeless were primarily colorful, itinerant working men and just plain hobos.
Some were not only colorful but a little smelly. He always told of one, “Kurtz”, I think they called him, who would visit his family’s farm and do a little work, as little as possible, for a meal and a bed. You could smell him coming a mile away.
Another such vagabond, perhaps a tad more help, said he left his wife in Missouri over marital difficulties and set out walking along the railroad tracks. He got hungry, spied a rooster from someone’s yard and threw a rock at it, thus securing his dinner.
This was well before the Great Depression of the 1930s.
The Depression put thousands of people, including whole families, out of their homes. But unlike today, many displaced families had a safety net of sorts. They moved in with other family members or relatives down on the farm. It had only been in the just preceeding decades, especially the 1920s, that there had been a large migration from the farms into the urban areas
But those who had no such refuge occupied any shelter they could find or create, from boxes to tents to abandoned homes and buildings. My mother remembers seeing that.
Of course there was the great migration from the midwest Dust Bowl to California. At first many encountered hardship, but much of the succeeding generations prospered.
So what I have described so far is: homelessness by choice and homelessness by economic downturn (and weather calamity…hmmm, that could happen now)..
But today we have an ever-growing homeless population (at least it seems so by observation). They camp out on any piece of ground they can find, often on little strips amid the freeways and off and on ramps and overpasses and such. They strew litter all over.
There are also people living in cars and campers, parked anywhere they can.
While most of the homeless I see not in the vehicles don’t appear to be families, definitely there are families in vehicles, mostly run down, shabby vehicles parked illegally.
I lifted the following paragraph from a New York Times story (by Kevin Draper) that sets the scene:
——- At least eight times in 2016 and 2017, the police in Overland Park, Kan., a suburb of Kansas City, had contact with Babudar. In most cases he was in a parked car with his mother and brother late at night, and a business owner found their presence suspicious. Other times they were using a hotel lobby or pool even though they were not staying at the hotel. —–
Homelessness is a health and quality of life problem for those who suffer it as well as the populace at large.
It’s shameful that we let or leave folks to live this way, and it’s a major blight on our communities.
It seems an intractable problem, although I’m not sure it has to be. It’s just that there seems little will among either the general public or our leaders to address it.
No one wants to pay the bill. And by outward appearance much of the homeless seem unemployable.
Working as a newspaper reporter years ago, I did a story on a government-funded job training program. I got the impression that several of those who signed up were just going through the drill. One lady commented something to the effect, oh, yeah, we did this a few years ago. What happened? One wonders. Now that I think, that should have been the story.
I don’t pretend to know all the causes or the roots of the homeless situation. I assume by my own observations it’s many fold.
Certainly drug and alcohol abuse account for much of it, along with mental health issues, some related to the former.
The advance of technology has eliminated large avenues employment among the lower levels of society and is now threatening upper levels, especially with artificial intelligence.
In addition, menial work that sustained lower echelons has been relegated to immigrants legal and not.
And please don’t think of me as preachy or outdated here, but for my money I blame the movement away from the nuclear family, i.e., mom, dad, children living together, for much of it.
Yeah, things aren’t like they used to be…they never were, I add sardonically. But we had a model for stability and support that did not depend upon large government social subsidies or supports, although we found safety nets necessary, particularly after the Great Depression and later in the 1960s in the times of LBJ.
Due to personal desires, circumstances, and the realities of the modern age, people will live as they live, but I will never let go of the belief in self sufficiency and family stability
Recognized religions support this, but the model of the nuclear family does not depend upon religion. And a stable family does not have to precisely fit the model to have a positive effect.
BUT NOW, since beginning this little essay, I have read up (well one story) about ChatGPT (Chat Generative Pre-trained Transformer).
It’s a new form of artificial intelligence (AI) that, if I’m describing it correctly, can take your questions and spit back your answers in human-like text instead of just using keywords that may not even be relevant. In other words, in some sense it mimics human thinking and creativity. It can write simple poems and stories. Some forms of AI can even generate art work. It still has limitations but AI is moving ahead exponentially these days.
Heretofore, mostly manual labor or blue collar type jobs faced the biggest threat from technology. Or, so too clerical — the boss does not necessarily need a secretary to type a letter, with the advent of word processing.
But now so-called thinking and creative jobs face imminent threat, especially in things that involve repetition of standard documents, such as simple contracts. Lawyers and legal secretaries and paralegals beware.
And this from a Wall Street Journal story: Diogo Rau, executive vice president and chief information and digital officer at pharmaceutical giant Eli Lilly & Co., said the goal of its AI-enabled automation strategy is to drive growth without adding to the company’s payroll .(https://www.wsj.com/articles/uncertain-economy-spurs-growth-in-ai-powered-office-automation-11675282156?mod=hp_minor_pos4)
THE FUTURE:
We’ll all be homeless, having nothing to contribute in order to earn those tokens which make it possible for us to share earth’s not unlimited resources.
The sad and frightening thing is I don’t think I’m exaggerating, at least not much. We have to ask ourselves: really what is the meaning of our lives and what is it we think we’re going to do when we cede our whole beings, physical and mental, to machines and computer chips?
Skilled craftsmen in all trades and lines of work are already hard to find. In the future we may find out that we’ve forgotten how to do anything.
A plague might kill off our braniest who know how to design and operate the technology, or a power outage might occur, either or both of which could wipe out humanity.
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Here’s something about maybe the law of unintended consequences: I once made my living pounding out stories at a newspaper on a manual typewriter. I was never a good typist. Had to spend a lot of time using a pencil to correct my typos as we used to do before handing them to a copy reader or editor who in turn turned it over to a typesetter. Wow! What a miracle when we got those elctronic keyboards where you could see what you typed on a TV-like screen and make corrections as you go — no fuss, no muss.
Who knew that the cell phone would put traditional newspapers out of business?
I recall that in a journalism class in the early 70s the instructor foretold of something on the horizon that would be some kind of electronic newspaper. What seemed to be envisioned was something that might be about the size of the traditional newspaper page, a kind of electronic board, where the news could be constantly updated. You’d not only get today’s news today, but this minute’s news this minute. I thought that would be a godsend for newspapers, which were already withering on the vine, with the public turning to broadcast, which was expanding its standard five to ten to fifteen minutes of news.
We do have digital newspapers, true. But the ease of which one can get on the internet and disguise content as trustworthy or take in the gullible has had a detrimental effect on our society I believe.
I don’t necessrily call what I write undisputed fact, but I try to make thoughtful and sincere observations. Not so everyone.