Today I was in town, and I haven't been there in a while. I had forgotten about the whole homeless problem. I was deeply upset by seeing two particular homeless people.

First, I was standing outside Tower Records, and a homeless fella in his early twenties comes up to me and is talking to me. He didn't ask for money, he didn't ask for a smoke or busfare or nothing.
He was looking at the Watchmen symbol in the window, the smiley face with the bullet in its head.
What I remember him saying is something along the lines of this,
"Hah, that smiley face. Killed himself cos he was so happy he couldn't take it.
He wants to kill everyone, and you women with your fucking mind games.
You know that song, Jenny Was a Friend of Mine by The Killers?" (he was singing it)
"Yeah ironically, I was with a girl called Jenny the other day. She said the most horrible things to me anyone ever did. She said I was a social retard, that I've been autistic
since I was thirteen. She was terrible, and it hurt. I am taking all these pills to make
it go away and to make me happy but it's not working."
He said some more, but I couldn't understand it all.
He didn't ask for anything, which is something I respect, all he wanted was someone to talk to.

Then later, I ran into a guy some people that hang around Temple Bar and Central Bank and all might know, Darren. Everyone knows him as the guy with the voice.
I'd hung around with him a bit before, I'd talk with him alot. He was and still is homeless,
anyway, today he came up to me and asked if I had any change. I was shocked at how he looked, he had sick all around his mouth and looked terrible, the poor man.
He has lost a huge amount of weight, I hadn't seen him in about a year.
He didn't remember who I was. I was going to ask if he remembered me,
but he saw me and obviously didn't remember my face or name.
So he walked along asking for change.

I see people like this everytime I go into town, homeless people, drug addicts and alcoholics.
People just fucking walk by them and think "I'm not bothered" or "I'm not giving him my change, because he'll just spend it on drugs or drink."
Yeah, the majority of them will. But did no one ever hear about the story
about the man who was addicted to heroin, went into rehab and died because he wasn't taking the heroin? He suffered with withdrawal symptoms so badly
he died, trying to get off the stuff.

Think again about giving money to homeless, they need it more than you do.
They're reasons for needing it shouldn't concern anyone but them, anyway.
If you needed money, say, for condoms, what would you say to a stranger for a lend of the money? You probably aren't going to say the true reason.
What if you needed money to pay for smokes, for something that you
would feel ashamed of in front of a stranger? It's the same for the homeless.
They're not going to tell you what it's for, but they need it.

I'm sure money for food, for a hostel or drugs that keep you alive are much more
important than condoms or smokes. So many people will totally disagree,
but isn't this what the whole blogging thing is about? Not about copying and pasting things,
but giving opinions and whatever. It almost made me cry to see these two guys alone in the street with no friends or help from anyone.

All I'm trying to say is to even give twenty cent to those people who need it more than you
need your fucking smokes or condoms.. Sacrifice a little, these people don't have a home let alone a penny to their name.

I'm so angry with society.. Fucking recession?
Homeless people are constantly living with their own personal recession.
Be grateful you have a house and a family.