Don’t take my word for it;
“There’s no good way to say this, but we are a nice community to be homeless in,” he said. By that, he means that our social service agencies such as The Banquet and Bishop Dudley Hospitality House are strong, well-run organizations. The churches in Sioux Falls are financially stable. The people are generous.
I become less surprised each time Poops tells us exactly what he thinks. First he didn’t sign up for the job, then he thinks candidates are jealous of him when he uses inside information to benefit his campaign, then he is angry about alleged pervert cops now he acts like living homeless in Sioux Falls is the lap of luxury.
It is amazing how incredibly tone deaf our mayor is. He has NO clue of the amount of slum housing and poverty we have in this city, and he doesn’t seem to care, as long as the non-profits take care of it for us.
The city has the resources to make public transit, employment and housing better, but they live in the shiny glass house on the hill and wish the minions below the best of luck.
Many of our issues with food insecurity, housing, addiction and employment could be simply fixed by seeking higher wage employers to which Poops response is ‘we can’t continue this wage inflation, it’s not sustainable.’ But I guess we can continue to allow non-profits to bail out the poor?
“Our homeless get to eat some cake too. Sometimes. A crumb, or two.” How bougie of him to acknowledge this.
In before “Woodstock” with this musing, “Crumbs falling from the table is still trickle down, correct?”
He doesn’t deserve to comment. The city does nothing for the homeless. The county and private entities do the best they can. The city arrests street people when the rodeo comes to town. Then, they go to the jail that’s operated by the county. Speak up and take the credit then hide while somebody else does the work.
Ya, it’s like making the distinction between house slaves and field slaves.
Falling crumbs, however, are a product of the gravity of a situation at hand, where one hand’s actions spiel an unintentional gain upon a lesser soul from beneath, whose acquisition is like the gentle mercy from above, which, although not intentional, spews a trickle down of hope like a guy who dreams of dating a fair lady, who doesn’t even know he exists.
“Say, thanks for the shout-out!”……
“… like a guy who dreams of dating a fair lady, who doesn’t even know he exists.”
VSG, vicariously through “Woodstock”, and Dua Lipa come to mind here.
“TGFG,”
“Holy shxt!”…. “Check this out!”…. #HopeIsEternal …:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gHH69xT4vKw
“Woodstock”,
Is the stuff on her legs a fashion accessory?
Or is it a new level of personal hygiene which finds European ladies no longer shaving their calves and ankles?
#NoLongerJustUnshavenArmpits
“TGFG,”
“Well, I think it’s like those sleeveless down vests that are worn in Taupeville”…. “She only needs to keep her legs warm, while men in Taupeville don’t care if their arms are cold”…