By Max R. Weller
I discovered this around 11AM, when I returned to my neighborhood in the area of N. Broadway & U.S. 36.
Tarps, sleeping bags, blankets, food, everything at my campsite is GONE. Hundreds of dollars worth!
Shouting Joe from St. Louis says it was BCSO deputies in two white cars who raided my camp, along with others driving black vehicles (city police?), but in the past they’ve always had the courtesy to contact me if there was any problem. Who knows — Joe is drunk most of the time, so I’ll probably never be certain.
In December, 2011 it was CDOT who took all of my gear from a different campsite.
MERRY CHRISTMAS to me.
I don’t cause trouble for anybody; tell me to take my stuff and move along and I’ll do it without argument. Still, I don’t blame the authorities as much as I do all of the bad actors among the homeless population, who reinforce the negative stereotypes and cause this sort of backlash against the Homeless Philosopher.
Of course, the goal of the homeless shelter/services industry is to force every homeless person into their grasp. Not me; I may suffer in the forecast snow and below-freezing temps, but I’d rather be dead than in a zoo-like warehouse for humans.
I hope I can get a couple of blankets from Boulder Shelter for the Homeless tonight, but if any of my friends reading this sad tale can help me out with extra gear I’d appreciate it. I’m returning to my neighborhood and will be sitting along the wall in front of the Mexican restaurant in the 4900 block of N. Broadway.
What the hell — the Holiday Season always sucks for me, anyway. It’s hard NOT to just give up.