The bums here in St Augy kinda remind me of that movie "Into the Wild" with Emile Hirsch, he plays a kid who just graduated college and doesnt want to deal with the cultural norm of going back to grad school, getting a set job and family. He cuts all his credit cards, burns is social security number and changes his name. He believes that happiness can be obtained just living in nature, not dealing with the money, not getting jobs, not creating a family, not falling in love etc. He soon dies by himself, and the last thing he said was " happiness is only real when shared".
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Beach Bums in St Augy
One thing I still don't understand and can't get a grasp on is why there are so many bums everywhere? Any and everywhere you look their is always a dude with gnarly hair and a huge beard, oversized backpack, asking you for some money or standing there on the corner of a red light with a sign reading " Need work". I just dont get it. The bums here aren't your normal bums either. Up north the bums in New York are actually homeless for a reason. I'v talked to many bums up north and the reason their living on the street is because they had a sh*ty past and ended up here and its to late to get a job, they have nothing. I'v had multiple conversations with the bums here and usually they say its a lifestyle. They think its a way of life, be a bum, and mooch of other people. A way of life, are you f*ckin' kidding me. If its a way of life, im not giving you any money. The only time I gave a bum money here was when I saw he had 2 dogs with him. I walked up to the little convenient store, saw a girl and guy( both of which had dreads, now dont take me wrong, I thing dreads are sick, just tryina give some visuals here) and 2 dirty but at the same time cute dogs just posted up chillin. As I was about to open the door, the guy said " Uh, hey mannn, you got any money?" He was definitely stoned outa his mind, but that goes with the "lifestyle" you know, just straight living the dream. So I said "hold up dude" and I walked inside all i could think about was if I gave him money, he was just gona blow it on some weed for him and his grimey lookin girl. So instead of givin him money, i went over and grabbed a decent sized cold water, and a big can of wet doggy food. I grabbed a coffee cup for them to put the water for the lil doggies. The dogs were super happy after I opened the cans of food and gave it to them, I felt bad because they were lookin at me like they wanted a nice pet behind the ears, but I really didnt feel like smellin for the rest of the day.
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