The feckless search for the homeless, touted as the "Homeless Outreach Population Survey", is a fine example of how meanspirited people can be. A seemingly benign operation that promotes purposes other than those openly declared.
As covered by the daily papers, there were no surprizes...
... the establishment New York Times sent a reporter out with
the city troops; while the New York Post parked their reporter on a discarded sofa, along with one of the hunted homeless.
Both stories were valid in their own way, but they missed
the significance of what was being done. It was news, but not having a context from which they report on the homeless they treated the story as a pleasant read, "human interest" filler, a joke.
The real story turned out to be the one about how the media was used to establish false figures into the public record.
"Then there was the human-sized lump draped with blankets under a ramp of the Brooklyn Bridge. The lump did not respond to a wake-up call. Add another."
The Times' story revealed, though did not report on, the cavalier attitude of the city to its citizens and residents.
The story written in the style of a folksy small-town paper,
used phrases like...
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...turned out to be a weird, funny and poignant ride.
- ... dodging snowballs from an irate homeless man.
- ... crusading against homelessness.
But the story also has a dark and callous undertone that
reveals the heartlessness of the situation. For instance,
what about the "human sized lump draped with blankets"
[who] "did not respond to a wake up call. Add another."
This "Outreach Survey" was conducted during the early pre-dawn hours of a cold and snowy February night. Was this lump alive?
This group of "volunteers" included a minimum of eleven people...
- six volunteers
- at least one city city official
- three people from a television crew
- and one crack reporter from the New York Times.
Having been warned to "avoid causing a media circus" by a city press officer,
this group proceeded to count the free homeless.
As they went about their humanitarian task...
"People on the street stopped and stared". Not exactly a a circus but certainly a travesty.
After counting - all of the five (5) homeless people they could
find
and as a - "...light snow was beginning to fall..." they decided to
- "wrap it up an hour early"
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Some science!
Commissioner Gibbs likes to travel and talk to the foreign press about "rocket science". Let us hope she doesn't intend to launch any homeless people while she's counting them.
And the New York Times backs this. Let's hope historians can come back and find some traces of the real people that lived here in New York City under her dominion.
What does it mean that during an official scientific tabulation THE NEW YORK TIMES treats it as a joke? REPORTS THAT... in a serious scientific study (an official City measurement), THE HELP DECIDED TO ONLY DO TWO THIRDS OF THE WORK AND LEAVE IT AT THAT... And nobody complains? If they weren't going to count, why put on the show? Waste some more money on the homeless? Well, maybe not the homeless, what did they get from this exercise?
Oh yes... the New York Post reporter and the homeless guy
spent the night waiting in vain. None of the "army of a thousand volunteers" stumbled across First Ave and 59th street that night.
None caught the side-show in the rich neighborhood.
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There were people in this city, who had the misfortune to be asleep in the streets of New York on that snowy winter night.
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What about them? The City came and took away something from the homeless; left the homeless they encountered with even less then they had before being counted.
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Just one obvious example... the temperature is in the teens, wind chill added to that. You find cardboard, you find a spot that might be safe for the night. You are cold, tired, perhaps drunk so as to to be numb against the cold and to pass out as quickly as possible. Having arranged everything as best a you can manage, you are finally asleep.
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At two in the morning along come a bunch of self centred and uncaring people to wake you and ask you stupid questions. What do you mean, "Am I homeless???" What is this unfortunate person in rags likely to say to these well dressed "volunteers", "If I knew you were coming I would have baked a cake."? I can think of a number of things I might say in that situation, none would be considered sociable.
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The city got it's count, what did the "human sized lump" get? Most likely not even a dollar for a cup of coffee in the morning. Even those considered to have nothing of economic value can have something to loose.
The workers got money, the newspaper got it's story, and the city got credit for a task they did not do.
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The homeless guy lost energy, could you get back to sleep if the New York Times, a TV crew, and a bunch of city bureaucrats along with their pork barrel volunteers, woke you at two A.M.? What if it wasn't your bed in a warm bedroom, but you were on cardboard... brought back to feel the cold and then to struggle again,
to sleep... seeking
to return to the warmth of the unconscious.
The city took something. The counted homeless lost something.
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What was the Commissioner up to?
"In order to end street homelessness, you have to understand how many people are out there and where they are." said Commissioner Linda I. Gibbs.
So the commissioner wants to end "street homelessness".
Simple enough, find the people that cause this outrage and take them away. Maybe she can't find them for a reason. Having been abused and hounded by one administration after another they have learned to hide when they see the minions of the city coming.
to be continued...
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