Spring cleaning closed the Abbotsford Salvation Army today [Wednesday May 25/16].
With the Meal Centre behind closed, locked doors, the meal became bagged lunches served at the front door.
Unfortunately for some, lunch service was stopped, the remaining bagged lunches given away and the doors locked before 1:15 PM.
So, when the City of Abbotsford descended upon the homeless camp on Gladys Avenue, began erecting the fence and, backed by the presence of the Abbotsford police, coerced the homeless to move or lose their belongings where did letter writer C. Howard think the homeless would go – Saskatchewan?
“Once we take care of the vulnerable people we’ll have to deal with the people who are there for the wrong reasons” stated Rich Coleman, the MLA responsible for BC’s extremely successful Homeless Recycling [Service Providers/government] Partnership.
Now, I don’t know about you, but if I tripped, fell and fractured my left wrist and the doctor in the emergency room wanted to amputate my right leg to deal with my fractured wrist I believe, even as a lowly peon, I have the right to decline the amputation. I also believe that in choosing to remain in the waiting room until the hospital decides to deal with my fractured wrist in a manner that knowledge, research and experience have demonstrated will be effective, I am not remaining in the waiting room for the ‘wrong reasons’ – no matter how embarrassing or aggravating my camping out in the waiting room until the defective approach [amputation] is replaced by effective [immobilization] is to the government and politicians.
What does my example have to do with what is happening on the grounds of the courthouse in Victoria and the reaction of the Minister of BC’s Homeless Recycling Services?
Continue reading Wrong Reasons are a Matter of the Right Reasons NOT Viewpoint
You don’t want to hear a mob boss telling his people to ‘take care of you.’
You also don’t want to hear, if you are among those homeless in BC, Rich Coleman utter the words ‘take care of’ in reference to you.
My mother never told me that life was like a box of chocolates. Probably because there are many areas of life where you know, or at least can predict, what you are going to get.
If I tried the excuse “I didn’t know that would happen” my mother would point out that that was because I didn’t think.
