2002

  • Look and See - Your Assumptions are False!!

    09/24/2021 - 11:22 by Anonymous (not verified)
    Original Author
    root
    Original Body

    By Mari

    by Staff Writer

    Black, Dark, Deep Abyss

    rotten, decomposing, , evil spirit surrounds

    the thoughts of the negativity that people think about those "other" people,

    those "homeless, lazy, why don't you go home" youth.

    But look into our soul to see if your assumptions are false.

    Because if you look inside just for a second, you will see struggle, heroism, survivor
    instincts, and warrior traits.

    You will also see the pain, hurt we feel from the foster care system, gentrification,

    our families, and our communities who have chewed us up and spit us up

    and now call us "outcasts".

    For once try to comprehend our pain, happiness, sadness, and our joy.

    Please don't judge us, next time don't think we’re lazy, stinky, nasty, or just bums.

    Because you just might be wrong about your assumptions.

    Tags
  • Nothing

    09/24/2021 - 11:22 by Anonymous (not verified)
    Original Author
    root
    Original Body

    As the title says its a zero
    column so relax.

    Don't read, do zip.

    Simple as me, its author.

    by Joe B.

    I have wondered, how did a successful stand-up comic with equal success with a sitcom show 'about nothing?

    Nothing unsual about that except he actually pitched it to prospective tv execs who bought the concept, it was even in one of the episodes.

    I also wonder how "nothing" has saved many lives just think of 9-11-01 and people who survived because at the time they were out of work, on vacation, or decided that particular day to do nothing.

    Think about the adverse affect to if medical, law, or armed forces to a man said "We're doing absolutely nothing for the next year or more."

    There would be uproar and hoopla and loose talk of mass dishonorable discharges or court-martials.

    The ultimate nothing is Quantum Mechanics or theory where at atomic and subatomic levels strange stuff happens like nutrino's race through earth and our bodies making the speed light look old and slow.

    Molecules in both places simultaneouly and we as observers with our thoughts are changing reality on a quantum level changing it in ways we don't understand yet.

    I usually stop thinking now because the nerves impulses making up graymatter in my brain begins throbbing causing brain freeze.
    [simular to eating icecream too fast] I'm still thinking of housesitting but being bonded means if something breaks or the place is robbed I'm responsible.

    That's why there are $10, 20, 50, to 100,000 bonds - starting at $300 to 500 dollars would be a start until former customers can vouch for my sterling trustworthy self.

    Its over, this experiment in zero, abyss, nothingness, empty,
    nebulous void. How's your "nothing" life doing folks"? Bye.

    Please donate what can to
    Poor Magazine or

    C/0 Ask

    Joe at 255 9th St.

    Street, San Francisco, CA. 94103 USA


    For Joe only my snail

    PO Box 1230 #645

    Market St.San Francisco,

    CA 94102

    Email:askjoe@poormagazine. org

    Tags
  • 2001-2002

    09/24/2021 - 11:22 by Anonymous (not verified)
    Original Author
    root
    Tags
  • A Paper Fist!!

    09/24/2021 - 11:22 by Anonymous (not verified)
    Original Author
    root
    Original Body

    By A. Faye Hicks

    by Staff Writer

    A Dreaming Dreams So Surreal

    To majestically climb to the tops

    The peaks of humanity,

    Like mountain tops

    Shrouded in dark clouds

    To put some fiery, sizzling hot compassion

    within inhuman natures

    with my dynamic words

    Into their bleak selfish worldly existence

    Surrounding their Spiritual Beings

    With the glory of Starlight

    That no longer shine

    On their High Towering Wealth!

    Starlight Shimmering

    To convey, There is more than Plenty

    For some to not have Any!

    Land, Food, Water for all Humanity

    If not for Destruction and Greed

    Taught from the cradle

    At Ma and Pop’s knee

    Who set themselves up as Tyrants and Kings!

    Universal Poverty is the root of all Evil!

    Not Gold!

    The One with the biggest stick,

    Will always use Brute Force!

    Therefore, to Create a Paper Fist

    With Powerful Words

    Is My Soul’s Journey!

    Tags
  • The Proper Systems Model

    09/24/2021 - 11:22 by Anonymous (not verified)
    Original Author
    root
    Original Body

    SF Redevelopment Commission Grinds Rebuilding of the
    Plaza Hotel to a Halt

    by Gretchen Hildebran/PoorNewsNetwork

    I was relieved to see the sky and breathe the soft
    afternoon air. As I left the imposing gray building a
    man from the Mayor's Office on Homelessness caught up
    with me. He looked puzzled. "So you think homeless
    people should be allowed to own the sidewalk they live
    on?" I tried to disengage from the conversation
    quickly, as I wanted to get on with my Saturday and
    felt I had done what I could to advocate respect for
    all residents in the path of the Redevelopment's (SFRA)
    "revitalizing" reach. And I had hoped that the
    mayor's bureaucrat for the homeless would understand
    the concept on his own.

    Unfortunately, most mayoral appointees tend to
    disappoint. Most recently, the commissioners of the
    SFRA , in charge of reviewing and approving development
    in their Project Areas, have been stuck in a political
    deadlock that has effectively stopped crucial SRO
    construction in its tracks. At a SFRA hearing on
    October 30, 2001 plans to rebuild the Plaza Hotel, which
    would create a desperately needed 115 units of
    low-income housing at 6th and Mission, were crashed by
    the swing vote of recently appointed commissioner
    Michael Settles. Despite the outraged reaction of 300
    area residents who showed up to support the project,
    the commissioner rejected the plans, claiming that
    they didn't follow the proper "systems model."

    Teresa Yanga, Housing Development Coordinator at
    Tenant and Owners Development Corporation (TODCO),
    expressed that group’s disappointment that the project
    has been indefinitely stalled, and called the issue a
    political football. The Plaza Hotel property was
    purchased early this year by the Redevelopment Agency
    and TODCO was the only housing developer to place a
    bid on the rebuilding contract. After a thorough
    review process, TODCO was recommended to develop the
    property by the staff of the SFRA.

    "We are a qualified applicant who followed the
    protocol," said Ms. Yanga, "This project had community
    support and would have been something positive in the
    area." The plans for the hotel also included
    street-level space for Bindlestiff Studio and a
    Filipino-American cultural arts center.

    With the
    refusal to grant the contract to TODCO, the slim
    majority of SFRA commissioners turned its back on
    community support and their own staff’s
    recommendation. The commissioners who voted against
    the project also ignored the fact that the Plaza Hotel
    units would finally replace the SRO units destroyed in
    the 1989 Loma Prieta earthquake, one of the SFRA’s
    original goals of the Project Area.

    The vote represents an attempt to shift the policies
    of the Redevelopment Agency in the city, beginning
    with breaking off the Agency’s long-standing
    relationship with non-profit housing developers. The
    source of this shift can be traced back to Willie
    Brown’s most recent "State of the City" address, when
    the mayor suggested that the SFRA should not just fund
    affordable housing in the city, but should also take
    over the development and management of these projects.

    Certain commissioners, led by president Benny Yee,
    have taken this suggestion as a directive for ending
    relationships with organizations like TODCO, who has
    historically developed many of the Agency’s low-income
    projects. TODCO currently has several other projects
    in development, such as the Delta Hotel on 6th and
    Mission, which are threatened by the Commissioners’
    actions.

    Why the mayor and certain SFRA commissioners have
    taken this direction is a mystery to activists and
    non-profit developers, says Quentin Mecke of the South
    of Market Anti-Displacement Coalition (SOMAD). "The
    pie is getting smaller," Lee said when I spoke with
    him, suggesting that the economy may be a factor.
    However, the activist does not think that for-profit
    developers will get in on the low-income housing
    market, simply because it is impossible to clear a
    huge profit margin.

    It is a concern, however, that the agency would
    attempt to partner with for-profit developers like Joe
    O’Donohue in creating more "mixed-income" housing.
    This idea is ominously familiar to those of us who
    attended the same PAC meetings on the Mid-Market area,
    where profit-driven developers were insistent about
    the "impossibility" of dedicated low-income housing
    (See "Lost Between the Lines" Parts 1&2). "Many
    people speak of the ‘unghettoization’ of 6th Street,"
    remarked Mecke, "Instead of working on so-called
    ’mixed-income’ projects, they need to look towards
    successful models of SROs, such as the Rose Hotel,
    which counter stereotypes about SROs."

    Fortunately, there are indications that the new
    directive will fail. The SFRA staff is preparing an
    assessment of the Agency’s ability to develop and
    manage its own properties and should present the
    findings as early as December 18th, but the idea is
    not popular. Several commissioners have stood up for
    the important role of non-profit housing developers,
    although this split has meant that the Agency’s work
    has ground to a halt.

    "No one will trust the commission enough to bring them
    a plan now," commented Mecke. "It is profoundly
    embarrassing to see them at work, to see how much they
    hate each other." The SFRA is the biggest funder of
    low-income development in the city and for tenants and
    poor folks in need of truly affordable housing, this
    is an enormous political glitch that could leave us
    all out in the cold.

    "The community needs to take a stand," Mecke insisted.
    Only public pressure and embarrassment could cause a
    behind the scenes shifting of commissioners to bring
    projects back online. SOMAD is holding workshops to
    inform tenants of the situation and give them the
    technical capacity to represent their communities in
    front of the commission. "This is a fund of public
    money and the commission needs to be accountable,"
    said Mecke. "It is a classic example of systemic
    power. They don’t want people to be able to speak
    up."

    Learning of this debacle reminded me of my frustration
    at the Mid-Market PAC meetings this fall. The more I
    advocated for a plan that would address actual needs
    in the neighborhood, the more I was told how
    "unrealistic" that idea was. The massive political
    forces behind city appointments, funding and
    development at the Redevelopment Commission has left
    the Agency little room to get anything done. But
    these commissioners don’t work for the mayor, they
    work for us, and right now they need a giant reminder.

    The SF Redevelopment Agency Commissioners meet

    Tuesday afternoons at 4pm in City Hall Room 416.

    Their agenda is posted on their website at

    www.ci.sf.ca.us/sfra and the meetings are broadcast on

    KPOO, 89.5 FM.

    Tags
  • Incarceration

    09/24/2021 - 11:22 by Anonymous (not verified)
    Original Author
    root
    Tags
  • Global Gasp

    09/24/2021 - 11:22 by Anonymous (not verified)
    Original Author
    root
    Original Body

    Whew! Made it to '02 finally.

    What a long near end
    fiasco that was, glad its over.

    by Joe B.

    Is it me or did the world experience a global "glad this year's over, let's move on" feel to the end of 2001?

    The two good things are 'Select President G.W. Bush showed grit over the bombing but between Mr. Att. Gen. Ashcroft's "Patriot Bill" for our alphebet law enforment to overdose on wiretapping every phone in "free america" and controlling the CyberNet virtual world.

    A Global Gasp eminated is heard from America and all countries affected had a harsh wake up call we're still reeling from.

    People wanted to so leave 2001 because of Sept. 11th that we may forget what prompted the tragedy in the first place and that the danger is still waiting. Vice 'Prez D. Cheney, could be in some high- tech hospital hidden bunker, getting a pacer upgrade or replaced with a better model.

    Our 80's-90's-00 rocket-to-future, breakneck, quick, planned obsolete speed-of Life andE-Business etiquette has slowed because of that imfamous date making us pause, think, reflect, and for many take stock of our harried lives. I hope we continue thinking and re-
    flect and not move on too quickly.

    I hope 2002 is the Year Of S-L-O-W. That is resting up from last years upheaval at least for a few weeks.

    That's it, no heavy messages, nothing dire, or pressing for now even though there are still problems to solve, people to help, and memes dead, dying, or reformed and reborn.

    I don't know about you readers out there but I am weary so I'll let you gripe and moan for a bit.

    Tell me what's happened last year or what you want to happen this year apon us. Take care, be safe, and think... Bye.

    Please donate what can to
    Poor Magazine or

    C/0 Ask

    Joe at 255 9th St.

    Street , San Francisco, CA. 94103 USA

    For Joe only my snail

    mail: PO Box 1230 #645

    Market St. San Francisco,

    CA. 94102

    E-mail: ask joe@poormagazine. org

    Tags
  • Would Brother Martin Want ME Out here Today?

    09/24/2021 - 11:22 by Anonymous (not verified)
    Original Author
    root
    Original Body

    PNN Ask JOE columnist walks in the march on Martin Luther King Jr Day – reluctantly…

    by Joe Bolden

    A light drizzle comes down on a gray misty, near cloudless sunless day, Monday, Jan. 21, 2002 - Martin Luther King's Birthday/Holiday.

    (When I get the assignment from POOR Magazine to march with the parade on MLK day, I get a knee-jerk feeling of working on a holiday especially his, I don't like it).

    Doesn't set right being that it is a legal holiday and wouldn't Brother Martin want me free enough to do what I want to even if it means honoring his sacrifice by enjoying the day?

    You see, I planned to do nothing today, as my personal form of freedom, celebrating the Honorable Reverend Martin Luther King's holiday. I'm told one march is to begin at Powell Street going down Market Street ending at the Bill Graham Auditorium.

    I am given one disposable PO’ color camera with a flash and along with my trusty tape recorder, I begin the MLK assignment…

    I overhear, "A neighbor told me it was supposed to rain last night." I think, ok, rain will happen sometime today, that's just ducky. White sky, gray sad clouds and chilly with a little wind thrown in.

    [Oh, yeah, I'm 'lovin this 'walkin in a soon-to-be rainy, protest, rally there's nothing better that to jumpstart my day.]

    I'm also supposed to be one the folks representin’ POOR Magazine/ PNN with, complete with signage, both covering and being part of the news..

    By 11:11 am. I'm in my SRO's community kitchen looking out of a large picture window onto Market Street in San Francisco. The wet red brick, black tar and white crosswalk has a few people walking but not much is going on. By 11:13 am its time to check out Powell Street.

    Powell Street is nearly bone dry of people, no march/ protest gathering here. I don't want to walk to 3rd Street for the San Francisco Labor Council, AFL-CIO but I guess I must!

    At Yerba Buena or 3rd. Street I see a multitude of people waiting patiently in line as organizers from Glide Memorial Church, Local Warehouse(ILWU) members, and other both familiar and unfamiliar folks. I check the mixed crowds of old and young people some with signs, some not, a few shivering.

    I am still unable to find any other POOR Magazine folks out and about. (I excuse my editor, Tiny, as I know she is sick, otherwise she'd be here, she is one of the most dedicated marchers I have ever seen). A green Banner in yellow letters reads Junior ROTC San Francisco Leadership Excellence. Full of now and future activist youth, so culturally diverse, though mostly Asian and Pacific Islanders, I'll only say a rainbow of nations stood there.

    There's always a few false starts before any march begins in earnest; Nervousness, tensions, trembling from excitement, fear, wind, rain, and cold or a combination of all of this. Especially at this time post September 11, 2001 - Ashcroft, Dick Cheney, Enron, and all that other stuff, I guess it all comes to a head and this is one of the days reminding us that there was a different life-time and we can get back to it.

    I interview one person who's part of Glide Memorial Church, but I wasn't able to get his name. So I call him "The Glide Man" (TGM) he is a tall black man wearing a yellow band over an orange traffic vest.

    "Are you part of this right here? I ask him, "I'm Joseph, of POOR Magazine"

    (TGM)"We're trying to keep to one side, you-know so people can walk through."

    "Ok, in what capacity are you in?"

    "I'm with Glide."

    "Glide Memorial?"

    "Glide Memorial, yes."

    I see you’re wearing a red and yellow 'kind of knit patch..."

    "This is a vest-Identification vest."

    "I will take one picture of you."

    "I won't be smiling in this weather."

    I certainly understood that. After snapping a close up of the man I thanked him before moving on, I didn't get his name because of other loud voices in the crowd.

    Everything is orderly and controlled thanks to people like the Glide Man overseeing the march along with another group in the same capacity.

    11:38 People are calm as more people late to the King march get in line and other people spontaneously join in.

    I crisscross between Yerba Buena Center and San Francisco Museum of Modern Art trying to find where best to begin shooting film.

    At this point I have given up being part of the Martin Luther King Birthday/Celebration March because I couldn't take shots and be a part of it. It feels too much like practicing astro project- tion being in-out of bed confusing the self until the subtle second body frees itself.

    One more person I run into is someone campaigning for Mr. Steve Phillips (D) who's running for the 13th Assembly District.

    We exchanged information - that is, he gave me the orange paper with e-mail on the bottom and I give my PM card with my info on it. And again though I took a picture there is no name. This is precisely why reporting and I go like drinking battery acid. The March did began so did the rain as people and I marched up to and on Market Street.

    Its a slow, sloggy, liquidy, joyous occasion as cars, trucks, busses honked, children in strollers protected in their plastic canopy, toddlers walking or carried by parents and every age walking in the rain shouting songs, rhetoric, call-back lines.
    And as the rain became a downpour and the sky grayer it only boosted our spirits more. Ok, not every spirit as I passed by my cosy, warm, apartment building.

    My end of the March ends at the Bill Graham Auditorium with three Muni buses waiting for the Freedom Rider's to Sacramento and Maybe Washington. Well, I again missed a free serving or two at Saint Anthony's but sometimes one must serve a higher cause - this was mine.

    Martin Luther King's Dream will come true because there are too many people, Spiritual son's and daughter's if you will, that will not give up on this country, until it lives up to everyone of MLK’s ideals…

    As I carry my soggy body back to the POOR Magazine office to file my report, I decide that Brother Martin probably would’ve wanted me out here – even today.

    Tags
  • The SF Chronicle Homeless Hit Campaign Continues…..

    09/24/2021 - 11:22 by Anonymous (not verified)
    Original Author
    root
    Original Body

    An Open Letter to Maria Gaura, writer for the San Francisco Chronicle
    Re Media Coverage of Camp Paradise, in Santa Cruz, Ca.

    by Becky Johnson

    Dear Ms. Gaura,

    In your article today about Camp Paradise, you state the following: Critics warn that previous attempts to create legal camping for the homeless in Santa Cruz, including a tent city and car camping zones, have failed dramatically.

    Which critics are you quoting? Why don't these critics have names and quotes? Regarding the previous attempts at a car camping zone, which "failed dramatically" as you put it, could you elaborate? Wasn’t that when a previous City Council voted on a first reading to set up safe zones in the industrial area, leading you to write in a Chronicle article that the City of Santa Cruz had repealed its entire camping ordinance?

    Have you ever corrected that completely false information you published then? Do you have any information at all on the "failure" of those car camping zones? How could they fail when they were never opened? I notice there is no such information in your article today.

    I find it appalling that you write today of the past "dramatic failure" of those car camping zones when it was your misinformation published prominently in the SF Chronicle that led to the defection of Council member Katherine Beiers on the 2nd reading of the ordinance. The ordinance, if it had passed, would have legalized sleeping in the two industrial zones of Santa Cruz, but not repealed the entire camping ordinance as you reported at the time.

    As for the failure of the Coral Street Open Air Shelter, in December of 1995, a topic I'm sure you know nothing about as well, it "failed" when City Council members Scott Kennedy and Mike Rotkin came down and closed the campground and threatened anyone who stayed with arrest. Upwards of 225 homeless people were dislocated and several deaths were reported as a direct result of the closure of that facility. If that's a failure, it belongs to the City of Santa Cruz and does not belong with either the campground or the homeless people who took refuge there.

    You report of some mysterious "magnet syndrome" but provide no statistics to support your contention. You report of "tons of trash" and "environmental damage" caused by homeless people but you provide no evidence of this damage nor have you explained how the City could differentiate the trash of 1000 homeless people from the trash left by 2.3 million tourists to the Boardwalk each year.

    Your anti-homeless bias is showing. If you can't report straight facts when it comes to homeless issues, perhaps you should switch to the garden report. That way your tainted reporting with its underlying bias will only threaten the marigolds and not threaten the health and safety of the human beings involved.

    Becky Johnson

    Homeless United for Friendship & Freedom

    Santa Cruz, Ca.

    Tags
  • homeless lawsuit settled

    09/24/2021 - 11:22 by Anonymous (not verified)
    Original Author
    root
    Original Body

    by Dan Luzader

    The Lowry Redevelopment Authority settled a lawsuit Tuesday with Catholic Charities and the Colorado Coalition for the Homeless over housing for homeless families.

    The agreement will guarantee housing for 70 formerly homeless families at two apartment complexes, while preserving efforts by developers to make existing housing compatible with new construction.

    Monty Force, deputy director of the Redevelopment Authority, said the agreement also clears the way for housing construction projects held up by the lawsuit since last October to move forward.

    "We're very pleased with the outcome," Force said. "We've been negotiating this for three years."

    Catholic Charities and the homeless coalition sued in Denver District Court last year, alleging that the Redevelopment Authority was refusing to comply with requirements for housing for the homeless at the former military base.

    A federal law requires that a portion of existing military housing at bases being closed around the country be used to house the homeless.

    Force said disagreements arose over preserving low-cost housing at the base during the development of higher priced housing.

    The agreement will allow the Coalition and Catholic Charities to place 30 transitional families in an existing housing unit on the former base, where 92 apartment units are now.

    The other units at the Blue Spruce complex will be used for affordable housing, and for market rate housing, Force said.

    A second facility, yet to be built, will provide 120 apartments, of which 40 units will be reserved, for transitional or formerly homeless families. The Colorado Homeless will hold title to both facilities.

    Under the terms of the agreement, Catholic Charities and the homeless coalition can sell their interests in two other existing housing facilities to Lowry for $3.7 million. The two organizations will split that money, Charities officials said.

    James Mauck, president of Catholic Charities, said they also were satisfied with the agreement.

    "It was important to Catholic Charities to support and advocate for homeless families to have decent and safe housing," Mauck said. "A dispute over rights is always difficult."

    Tags
  • Its an old movie, Video, DVD.

    09/24/2021 - 11:22 by Anonymous (not verified)
    Original Author
    root
    Original Body

    Further commercialized
    real music to background muzak
    sound bites.

    Its only tv-take a brake,date, read
    a book or two, and don't get caught-up
    in idiot box hype.

    by Joe B.

    A commercial is running with trucks, snow and happy working people last year.

    Who would've ever thought that carrying the mail by foot or car would be a heroic act.

    That’s what happens when U.S. Postal workers, innocently doing their jogs openning mail [normally bare handed] die from opening mail laced with the Anthrax powder.
    [I tried working as a mail carrier but couldn’t pass the address-to-map directions-you know the most efficent way of getting to and from areas in the time al owed or matching zip and codes I think.]

    I always felt like an idiot because I could never get those damn things right.

    Looking back my rotten sense of direction may have saved my life! God’s protection of fools, fate, luck, a fluke of diving providence, I’ve no idea but its great to still be breathing even with my faulty sense of direction.

    You shouldn’t die from doing such a vital though to many of us would seem a mundane chore.

    I am sure their families, friends, and most American certainly see them as unsung heroes in the wake of 9/11/01 tragedies.

    In 1988 a movie "Working Girl" starred Harrison Ford, Melanie Griffith, Sigourney Weaver, Alec Baldwin, Joan Cusack, others I don't remember.

    Anyway the"Let The River Run" song was written and sung by Carly Simon.

    "W.G. is about a pretty and brainy secretary (M. Griffith) her friend (J. Cusask) S.Weaver, Melanie’s evil, silver tongued, vixen who may or may not have slept her way to the top of her current position of power in a pressure cooker of corporate business.

    Then their Harrison Ford playing a cool, savy, executive in the same Corporation the three women work in.

    The song's original theme was for women in the workplace competing in a man's world.

    Its an upbeat, rousing, emotional tune of pride, loss, and keeping your freedom and integrity inspite of all the hardships people go through.

    At the start of the firm dark night to dawn and early moring is seen as the audience is treated to an above sea and sky birds-eye sight of New York’s Manhattan skylight and superstructure buildings.

    All this came to mind as I heard the familiar soundtrack from the Movie.

    I kept hearing it but always missing the promo for the music then realized Ms. Simon may have have give her consent to U.S.P.S. (The United States Postal Service)
    The public service announcement shows postal employee’s doing their jobs inspite of these new dangers showing them in a new heroic light - in the wake of the death of these postal employee’s anthrax tainted letters that caused illness, near fatal, and fatalities of stricken postal workers.

    Maybe there is nothing wrong on its face honoring fallen workers but still it’s a bit confusing when one knows the origin of this from a movie about a woman doing her best and if she fails she’d have to suck-it-up and find another into the business route.

    I expect the late ["Freddy Mercury"] lead singer of England’s Super band "Queen" will be heard singing "Who Want’s To Live Forever" with video clips of New Yorks World Trade Towers, air traveler’s, then cut to the blue gray smoking hults of the tower’s and bodies all over the ground minus bodies free-falling from the burning buildings?

    He might approve given the seriousness but then again the band has their say also they might not want Mr. Mercury’s
    used this way; who knows "Under Pressure" with Mr. D. Bowie’s vocals in the background could be better.

    I don’t know if I should look or listen to these mixed media messages, spanning different era’s, meanings, now seeming so interchangeable.

    It could be there universal hence interchangeable.

    Just a few random thoughts for this first month of a new year.

    You got questions, answer’s, thoughts, a few mind-bent, unhinged rants… look below. Have a better 2002 ‘cause 2001 is through.

    Please donate what can to
    Poor Magazine or

    C/0 Ask

    Joe at 255 9th St.
    Street, San Francisco, CA. 94103 USA

    For Joe only my snail

    mail: PO Box 1230 #645

    Market St. San Francisco,

    CA. 94102
    E-mail: ask joe@poormagazine.org
    PS.As a House-Care Watcher Professional or [H.C.W.P.]

    I'm a non drug user, smoker, drinker, pill popper - drug test me anytime.
    Light vacuum, no windows or laundry.

    Pets have their routine - make a list of walking times, foods, and moods.INFORM FRIENDS, NEIGHBORS, POLICE; IN FACT INVITE THEM TO PERSONALLY SEE ME, ASK QUESTIONS THEN NO MISUNDERSTANDING, MISHAPS OR ACCIDENTS OF IDENTITY CAN HAPPEN.
    Prices: $25 a day apartments/flats

    $50 a week for 2 to 4 bedroom cottage.
    $2000, or $3,000 a month depending on home not area.
    $50,000 to $100,000 monthly for certain homes with
    7to10 room TO BE TRUSTED EVEN A LITTLE BY THE COMMUNITY MAKES EVERYONE MORE SECURE AND LESS LIKELY TO JUMP TO CONCLUSIONS.All prices are negotiable.

    Tags
  • I'm Gonna Take Their Kingdom Down! Part 2

    09/24/2021 - 11:22 by Anonymous (not verified)
    Original Author
    root
    Original Body

    Mother continues the fight to get justice within the Child Protective Services and Foster Care System.

    by Sandra Brown and Fiona Gow

    My familiarity with Juvenile Dependency Court started almost three years ago, I was living in a shelter and with great love and sorrow, I decided to place my daughter in a children's shelter for five days. I put her in this situation because I caught scabies and it was contagious and I was concerned that I would infect her.

    With no family to turn to, and no home of my own, this decision was the best I could make for my little girl. Within days CPS attained possession of my child, took her out of the shelter, and sentenced her to foster care. To date, she has been detained in four different foster homes. My daughter currently resides at The Edgewood Center for Children and Families.

    At my last court date I had more in a series of disrespectful encounters with court officials. I have a strong presence and people take notice when I walk into a room. Even so, I work very hard to maintain my dignity in these courtrooms. I wanted the judge to know how serious I was and informed her that I had fired my court appointed attorney because I felt my attorney was not accurately representing me.

    The judge, probably enraged at the determination she saw within me, yelled at me, "You can’t just go around firing lawyers!" Her's was one of the many voices that shot like needles into me. All of my experiences with these people who were supposedly there to help had been filled with pain. But I am not one to back down and in this battle I continue to gather my strength.

    I responded to her angry words, "Yes I can. It’s my legal right." Did this judge not realize how serious this battle was to me? I could not have someone I did not trust representing me in the most important battle of my life.

    At this last court date, the Juvenile Dependency Court judge kicked me out her courtroom because I too persistently asked her for the meaning of a word. She had used a word I didn’t understand in speaking of me to the City Attorney and I felt it was my right to know what was being said. This was only one in a long line of disrespectful experiences had had within this court.

    I am also very upset about the representation my child has received. I feel that her attorney has presented false information about her. This attorney has never checked on the safety of my child in the 2 years that she has been her attorney. What kind of attorney is this?

    My opinion is that the attorneys and judges who work with the Department of Social Services, the Family and Juvenile Courts, Juvenile Probation officials, Mental Health Clinic workers, the S.F. Police Department, the S.F. District Attorney, the Foster Care Licensing Agency, and the S.F. Unified School District and Board of Education all provide false representation. They may be smiling, going to church with us, or even working with us, but underneath I feel they are destroying our children.

    Watch out for these people who say that they are there to help. They are everywhere… They hold different positions in the City departments, community organizations and centers, and drug programs. They may work as mental health counselors or work in churches, temples, hospitals, and schools. Some of them may even be your family members and family friends. So watch out!

    December 4th, 2001 was my daughter’s birthday. She is still not with me. Who did she celebrate her birthday with? Who did I celebrate her birthday with? How am I to endure this? How am I to overcome this struggle?

    For answers I find myself looking to the Bible. I want to suggest to others in facing similar hardship that you get your Bible and read Ezekiel 23:36-48, about the wicked mothers. Genesis 19:1-11 is also very relevant as is St. Luke 18:15-6 where the disciples refuse the little children. Lastly, I suggest that you read all of Jude.

    This biblical background reminds me of the book about Mary McCloud Bethune. The book tells of how her 12 brothers and sisters were sold into slavery like animals. I feel that my experience with the Department of Social Services, Foster Care Licensing, the Juvenile Courts, Family Courts and Children’s medical facilities parallels Mary McCloud Bethune’s story. I am experiencing the modern day version of having my children sold into slavery.

    These injustices have been going on in our communities for over 50 years and no one has had the courage to challenge them. But with Jesus Christ directing me I will, as Rosa Parks did, take a stand. I must, because our future existence is at stake! We as a people must rid our communities of all false things, running them out and praying fervently to denounce the demonic curses placed on our families, our churches, and our organizations.

    I am making a plead to every Born Again Christian to take up your shield of faith, your breast plate of righteousness and truth, your feet of peace, your helmet of salvation, your sword of the spirit. Take the word of God to claim and walk and talk in victory for our children. Bless our mother country Africa from now on. Please contact us at 921-4935 to join the Victorious movement of Rebuilding our communities.

    Tags
  • Driving While Black

    09/24/2021 - 11:22 by Anonymous (not verified)
    Original Author
    root
    Tags
  • Hearts are Turning to Stone

    09/24/2021 - 11:22 by Anonymous (not verified)
    Original Author
    root
    Original Body

    by The Coalition on Homelessness

    Things are getting bad for homeless people in San Francisco. It is
    pouring rain, and since Christmas is gone and past, the powerfuls’
    hearts are turning into stone. Guilliani is now considered a saint
    (forget how he recommended pulling children away from their mothers
    if they could not do workfare because they had no childcare). Newsom
    is running for Mayor on an "anti-homeless because I am a
    compassionate man" platform. We got problems:

    1) Newsom will be introducing anti-panhandling legislation that
    would include medians, parking meters, and any place people wait in
    line. This is following the other madness about creating a whole lot
    of bureaucracy instead of solutions including homeless department etc.

    2) Patrick Hoge did an article on the front page of the
    Sunday paper on how San Francisco is looking towards New York to solve homelessness.

    3) Check out January 2nd’s editorial page in the
    Chronicle. It is a huge piece on why New York is so great in the way
    it treats homeless people. We will be sending out our official
    position on this soon. New York has over 20,000 shelter beds where
    people are institutionalized. Still homeless. Sounds like they
    solved this problem. They still have thousands outside.

    All these pieces show a lack of investigative journalism. It is hard to
    tell the difference between the editorials and the articles. They
    push for a particular direction in homeless policy—zero tolerance
    without the presence of solutions. No real analysis of the cause of
    homelessness. No examination at the issues over time of how it has been handled
    by SF over time. No questioning of where homeless people went in New
    York. Just "there are no homeless people in Manhattan, Let's be
    Manhattan"

    Newsom is, as you know, also pushing centralized intake. The
    Chronicle is loving this. It is the bureaucracy's dream. More red
    tape, a lot of expenditures and homeless people don't benefit at all.

    Newsom wants fingerprints. The Chronicle wants photos of each
    homeless person. And of course the fuel for the bureaucracy, the
    needed and ever cherished "data", data so good it doesn't matter how
    much we spend on it. How we love to study poor people. Study them
    further into poverty. We now spend $500,000 for centralized intake
    for four family shelters. Ouch. That could fund a whole new
    program. We spent $12,000,000 for substance abuse centralized intake
    and it failed. Meanwhile we have thousands of people on waiting
    lists, and lots of lost lives.

    The piece also contains a hit on the Coalition on Homelessness. How
    we fight for people's right to refuse shelter. This on a rainy day
    and all the shelters full.

    As you know we all have been working for substance abuse and mental
    health treatment on demand, housing, childcare, living wage jobs,
    and fair benefits. We also have demanded that until these exist, we
    must protect the civil and human rights of those forced to remain on
    the streets.

    But, the "decision makers" are looking for someone to blame, so they
    are blaming homeless people and their organization, the Coalition on
    Homelessness.

    Please respond to the editorial, and put pressure on the Chronicle.
    We are a one-newspaper town, and we need some fair reporting.

    e-mail them at letter@sfchronicle.com - you should also send any
    letter to the writers as well - their first initial, last name and
    sfchronicle.com (Rachel Gordan did the anti-panhandling and Patrick
    Hoge the New York model).

    Here is the Chronicle editorial:

    WE LIKE to think that we're 'The City That Knows How.' And, for the
    most part, we deserve our reputation as a community whose spirit is
    as distinctive as our spectacular views of San Francisco Bay and the
    Golden Gate Bridge.
    Yet, as Chronicle staff writer Patrick Hoge recently revealed, San
    Francisco trails New York City in helping the homeless.
    This is hardly news to any Bay Area residents who have recently
    walked the streets of Manhattan, then hopped a plane back home and
    found themselves shocked by scenes of homeless men and women living
    on the streets of San Francisco.

    Anyone who visited Manhattan 10 years ago knows just how much its
    streets have changed since New York City expanded its system of
    shelters and treatment centers for its homeless population.
    Here's what is different in New York City. The city refuses no
    homeless person a bed. The centralization of its social services
    means that every person who enters the system is registered and
    photographed. When a homeless person appears at a different shelter,
    outreach workers can quickly decide where the person needs to be
    referred.

    New York's shelter system, moreover, provides voluntary long-term
    treatment for mental illness and substance abuse, two of the major
    causes of homelessness. Nearly all of New York City's shelters are
    integrated into mandatory, structured, rehabilitative programs. In
    addition, the citywide program offers education, counseling and
    employment services for those who are able to work.

    In contrast, San Francisco's method of helping the homeless can best
    be described as disorganized. According to the Chronicle's research,
    the city spends approximately $200 million on programs associated
    with the homeless -- mostly by subcontracting services to nonprofit
    organizations. Without any centralized records, however, the city is
    unable to track what services have been given, or what an individual
    needs when he or she appears at another shelter.

    The problem is not the nonprofits, but rather the lack of
    coordination among services. Shelters rarely provide treatment for
    mental illness or substance abuse. Nor do they provide the homeless
    with counseling, training or work. As a result, San Francisco offers
    the homeless revolving-door protection from the elements, but not the
    integrated services provided by its East Coast counterpart.
    Interestingly, New York and San Francisco have about the same number
    living on the streets. New York officials estimate that some 3,000
    individuals are living outdoors. A recent census study counted 3,136
    homeless in the City by the Bay.

    Yet, the amount of money spent on the homeless is dramatically
    different. New York's state constitution declares that 'aid, care and
    support of the needy are public concerns and shall be provided by the
    state and by such of its subdivisions.' Advocates for the homeless
    have used this language to force the city to provide shelter and
    services for every homeless person. New York State spends $150
    million for the city's shelter system alone.

    California's Constitution, by contrast, guarantees no such services
    to the poor or needy. The state, moreover, spends only $2 million on
    San Francisco's homeless programs and gives merely $91 million for
    similar services scattered across the state.

    The political climate also is vastly different in this city. San
    Francisco's Coalition on Homelessness, a nonprofit advocacy group,
    has consistently resisted all efforts to track the homeless. Its
    position is that such a database would invade the privacy of the
    homeless. Nor have homeless advocates tried to force the city to
    provide shelter for every homeless person.
    Rather, the coalition's view is that the homeless have a right to
    refuse shelter.

    We disagree. As does San Francisco Supervisor Gavin Newsom, who has
    recently taken up the city's homeless problem. In addition to
    proposing an independent Department of Homeless Services, Newsom also
    wants the city to establish a centralized system that offers
    long-term treatment, as well as training and incentives to work.
    Unlike other politicians, Newsom doesn't look for a quick fix,
    otherwise known as 'cracking down on the homeless.' Crackdowns simply
    scatter the homeless to other neighborhoods. They neither help the
    homeless nor the urban dwellers who seek safer streets.
    To be sure, New York City provides a model of the possible, but
    certainly not a blueprint for what will work in San Francisco. Our
    goal must be to provide coordinated, integrated services for the
    homeless. What's lacking, however, is state funding, as well as the political
    will to help the homeless reclaim their lives.
    We've said it before: There is nothing moral or just about allowing
    people to live on the streets of our city.

    Tags
  • People, no matter how disempowered-franchised, brutalized will survive, have their fair share, revenge or both.

    09/24/2021 - 11:22 by Anonymous (not verified)
    Original Author
    root
    Original Body

    In every City, State, County, or
    Country there is always a place
    other folks deem "A Mess"

    Yet in those same places
    services are cut, people,
    survive and thrive in
    spite of it all - I wonder why?

    by Joe B.

    I woke up 7:23 am. Sluggishly took a long, lengthy shower until I feel tingling clean and by 8:39 I’m out my apartment complex and on Market Street.

    It is less people on the sidewalk with few cars moving slowly in the street stopping at lights, going through lights, and me as a pedestrian waiting until a car or two zips trough intersections not waiting for walker’s to cross.

    After being hit by cars in New York. and in California years later. These separate incidents taught me not only to always look both ways but take time crossing even after the light turns green or the white-walking-figure is one because auto’s don’t really see us.

    Nothing really happened today at least after newsroom.

    It’s a dull day, nothing is going on as I leave POOR’s office, walking home. 5:23 pm. back in the old neighborhood.

    The American war in Afghanistan is another way of avoiding festering problems of economic woes further worsened by this conventional weapons destroying other countries infrastructures.

    I don’t know what will happen after this undeclared war ends but I do know our progress has been slowed by this conflict.

    I’m ready for all the governments including ours to open their secret files on any alien science that landed, crashed, or was accidentally found and used for other purposes than exploration and improving our condition.

    I’m thinking what if aliens are visiting ordinary, everyday folk in parks, their homes, apartments, shelters, and are in disguise.

    People who are homeless or working poor are not deemed important to the country as a whole and would be a perfect place to hide, gather, information, or befriend a few.

    It would be logical place to hide among working poor or those in shelters instead of making spectacles of themselves near the White House landing on the lawn or hovering over the Capitol Dome.

    If I ever met an alien-in-hiding he/she/sex neutral could have a safe space if they shared some of their tech ‘n science like slowed aging, trans-matt (teleportation science and technologies).

    That’s what I am musing about as I enter Market Street at 5:48 pm.

    A few people think I’m one... It's ridiculous, on the other hand[just kidding]

    A normal looking woman, man, boy, or girl child working in a non profit or for profit fields doing their jobs but afterwards gather information for purposes we earther’s cannot imagine.

    Just a thought. The night is lightly cold and I shiver a little. Bye.

    Please send donations to
    Poor Magazine or in C/0
    Ask Joe at 255 9th St. Street, San Francisco, CA. 94103 USA

    For Joe only my snail mail:
    PO Box 1230 #645
    Market St. San Francisco, CA 94102
    Email: askjoe@poormagazine.org

    Tags
  • Weird, Warped, Year

    09/24/2021 - 11:22 by Anonymous (not verified)
    Original Author
    root
    Original Body

    Is Our New National Nightmare Over?

    Are We Repeating History... Again?

    by Joe B.

    I am suppose to be 'chillin with family and friends.
    In Las Vegas as an investor with Lady Luck whispering in my ears.

    Maybe watching sports, a strip club, or in the company of that special woman or women in a star-studded gathering waiting to ring in 2002.

    Once in a while I leave "The City" on special occasions such as these.

    I'm in POOR Magazine's office Tuesday, Dec. 26, 2001, only because I need to because coming back on the 27th the day of taping POOR's Radio show anything can happen and I need the extra day to read, feel, and hear the script and see where changes were made, cuts because of time, sudden last second add-ins all are important as bumper music.
    [Intro.-Exit instrumental background music] that weaves in seamless segments of taped and live portions of the show.

    Between, Dee, Tiny, guests, and sometimes myself speaking our lines there are lots of frustrations, minor irritations, last minute fumbling, or cancellations... its a wonder to me how most people do this weekly and not just monthly as we do - I respect those unseen though familiar voices floating about and listened to by us their fickle public.

    OK, after this warm-up I do have questions to ask.

    This has been a frightening, exciting, dangerous, deadly, and yet joyous time.

    BetweenINDECISION 2000, aptly titled by "The Daily Show" Floridian sideshow with hanging, floating, wet, wrongly punched, dented-perforated though still intact Chad's.
    [small cardboard squares with dots, when perforated by a plastic, needle tipped looking pen, leaves square holes] A "Selected" President by 9 black robed Men, [The US Supreme Court] a Vice 'Pres. with a tenuous if not ragged grip on life, Dot-Com bubble economy gone splat 'n flat.

    The real economy spun rapidly from recession to depression then at a little after 6 am. on New York's the September 11, 2001 World Twin Tower Suicide Tragedy when everything changed.

    Imagine China saying "Never wake a sleeping giant.

    "I always though China was the giant.

    Japan seemed to collectively say
    "Aw, Shit, whoever the country or countries are, are in for a world of hurt."

    And it was our own planes highjacked with innocents aboard, becoming a flying bomb! All of a sudden all American's are in shock but a few millions who have warned of such things happening were justified but also now suspects.

    I almost missed the whole thing doing my regular work but when it hit me I wrote my "What The Fuck Were They Thinking?"
    column because at the time it my way of expressing shock.
    Att. Gen. John Ashcroft and the "Patriot Bill or increased Wire Tapping Bill, Tom Ridge [Home Defense] I don't know the rest.

    Cloned cows, Stem Cells, Dark Matter, Physicists concur? Time Travel a plausible and not as impossible as one believed, a multi millionaire with Russian not American help takes a 20 million dollar tourist's guide to the International Space Station and returns safely home, more embryo's created but stopped before they become embryo's, Child, Keone Penn is 15, but looks younger suffers from sickle cell anemia is given a donated an infants umbilical cord blood.

    Sickle cell stunted his growth - he’s just 4 feet, 9 inches, tall and restricted what he could do.

    After a few weeks, something extraordinary happened-the stem cells changed his entire blood system from type O to type B.
    [I could be in error]

    The umbilical cord cell’s donor, he took on their blood type.

    The young teen is Type O the cord blood Type B. The teen's blood is now Type B and he no longer has sickle the cell disease.

    A year later, doctors declared that the sickle Keone’s body had disappeared. Today, he is considered cured.

    A two wheeled called "It", faster chips, and many more astounding things than what I've mentioned.

    These old/new and other miracles of science and technology ignored or are less known because of Sept. 11th and events following it.

    I only gleaned a few items as examples of continued accelerate change this world and we are going through.

    Well, I hope this war ends and America is better for its suffering in 2002.

    I've said enough, more eloquent pendants will weigh in and review this incredible year that was.

    Happy New Year To All, May next year be better. Bye...

    Please donate what can to
    Poor Magazine or

    C/0 Ask

    Joe at 255 9th St.

    Street, San Francisco, CA. 94103 USA

    For Joe only my snail

    mail:PO Box 1230 #645

    Market St. San Francisco,

    CA 94102

    Email:askjoe@poormagazine. org

    My House Care prices range from:
    $25 per day for apartment.


    $50 per week.

    $500 weekly for a Small cottage 2 to 4 bedrooms.

    or $2000 or $3,000 a month for 5 or more bedrooms.

    Incidentally the $500, $2000, or $3000 (if this happens is mainly to be and stay bonded and remain bondable.)

    P.S.

    E-mail is quicker but Snail-m is more personable.

    Tags
  • Sleeping with my feet folded under me

    09/24/2021 - 11:22 by Anonymous (not verified)
    Original Author
    root
    Original Body

    One man’s journey through Homelessness in Tallahassee

    by Marcus Green

    When I was in school I once talked to a homeless man. He told me that he
    had fallen asleep the night before and woke up the following morning with cold
    feet. Someone had stolen his shoes. I hope no one steals my shoes if I get
    to sleep tonight.

    I feel like a Bruce Springsteen song come to life, or maybe Bob Dylan wrote
    a tune about me years ago. People who aren’t from Florida imagine it to be
    beautiful and sunny year round, but it does get cold here too.

    No major mistake got me on the streets of Tallahassee. It was more a series
    of small mistakes, which individually meant nothing, but together
    spelled out a painful fate for a once-promising young man. I feel like I
    was playing one of those pool games where you seem to miss every shot by no
    more than a quarter of an inch. I’ve been close, very close, but at the end
    of the night I am still the loser.

    I think the hardest part of being where I am is, first of all, the way
    people look at me, or rather don’t look at me. It is as if by not looking they can
    avoid me asking for money, or pretend that they didn’t hear me beg because
    I’m hungry. I wouldn’t ask them for money.

    Harder still are the memories. Memories of jobs that I took for granted haunt me. The jobs I had while I was still in school could at least feed me, but I was too good for those
    jobs. I had a future. "Sure I can go out and miss work tonight. It’s a
    shit job anyway." I was going to be something someday.

    Memories of the girls that I let go for no good reason at all haunt me now. Just one of
    them to hold would make these nights so much more bearable. Some were so
    sweet, they might have stuck with me, even all the way down here. When I
    had them, I could let them go so easily. But, those were better days, back
    when we had it all figured out, when I used to throw people the way people now throw me a dime.

    The cold hurts. It’s so fucking cold. I think someone said it was in the
    teens. It snowed today. It was cold but nice. It only snows here every ten
    years. It was nice.

    I can’t even tell right now if I miss people or the times that I used to
    have with them. I did have great times, once upon a time. If I saw someone now that
    I knew then, what would I do? I would love to speak to them,
    remember old times, and hear of how great they are doing now. But how could
    I possibly let them know that this is what’s become of me. As Jacob Marley
    surely felt, I would fear telling my friends of my fate and their possible
    fate. The cold hurts.

    Of course there are programs for people like me around here, but once the
    hope is gone it’s gone. No matter what programs The Shelter or The Mission
    offer, they just don’t seem to offer what I need. The job programs at those
    places do promise work, but what would that mean. Meals more often, yes,
    but what else. There is no more hope for that "American Dream."

    The
    idea of a wife and 2.5 kids surrounded by a nice white picket fence just
    isn’t going to happen to me. If I did have that option right now, how would
    that feel? At least now my only worries are food to keep me alive, and
    staying warm enough to breathe. After knowing that I am capable of surviving at depths
    like these, how could I possibly accept the responsibility of caring for
    others? What if my history of choices led me right back here? I couldn’t
    possibly bring others into the abyss of me. I need hope and it’s just not
    there.

    What horrible thoughts. The cold hurts.

    I smoke. People see me and are disgusted. How could a man hungry for food
    possibly spend any money on cigarettes? Well, it’s simple. They bring me
    comfort, sometimes more comfort than food. The warm feeling of smoke in my
    lungs helps warm me. Standing by a fire, even if it is just the fire of a
    smoke, makes me think of warmth. Besides all of that, a man in a white
    Chevy pickup gave me this particular cigarette, so, piss off judgemongers.

    I sit here on this convenience store sidewalk looking at the people walking in
    to buy gas, buy smokes, or buy beer. I remember when I was on the other side,
    when I was the one looking down into the eyes of the hopeless, seeing eyes
    of despair glaring up. When I was on that side, everyone I looked down to
    on the sidewalk would look back up. But now, from the sidewalk very few look
    my way.

    I just noticed a reflection in a window, such a bitter and hateful face. I
    remember my own reflection. It was nice, kindhearted. I was shocked to
    find out, when I went into a restroom, that the bitter face was probably my
    own. Somewhere between the cold and poverty my face learned to display
    bitterness rather than the compassion that I remember from my youth. I
    never thought myself a bitter person, but in retrospect I can see the
    gradual shift in my personality. Again, it was no major event, as the
    movies would have you believe. It happened slowly.

    At one time, I could
    listen to anyone’s problems for hours for the simple reason that I believed
    that it made their life easier to unload their problems on someone who would
    listen. Now, that face I see in reflections tells a story of hatred, a
    story of bitter despair, a story that has no time for other stories, a face
    that is cold. A face that has no time for problems, not even its own.

    Speaking of my problems, I’ve got one now. It’s late. A big problem
    is finding a safe place to sleep. There are shelters here in Tallahassee, but they are crowded. I think I may have a
    solution for the night. A simple place to lean. Sleeping with my feet
    folded under me, my shoes just might be safe.

    Tags
  • HOUSESITTING, perfect flextime work.

    09/24/2021 - 11:22 by Anonymous (not verified)
    Original Author
    root
    Original Body

    Writing columns is fine,
    but I'd like to housesit also
    maybe do one job while working
    in another.

    Housesitting:another goal
    where more room means more money.

    by Joe B.

    Housesitting, it means not mean our literal rear ends sitting atop the room of a home straddling it two edges that meet and forms the exterior protection of a house.

    It simply means watching someone's home or your own from inside.

    It should be called house watcher since that's what sitters do.

    Baby-sitters don't sit on infants or small children they watch over and supposedly protect them while the parent(s) or relatives are away.

    For me being a housesitter would be a dream occupation in that I receive part payment and the rest when homeowner return.

    If they [the owners] have pets I must know their daily feeding, sleep, and outside walking exercise schedules, individual moods.

    My main problem for now is being bondable, that's having a set insurance price on myself in case I brake anything.

    One can be insured for 100, 300, or more dollars but I know it would have to be at least a few thousand and to show prospective customers the legal documentation, phone and address of the insurance company or corp. that drew up the contract with signatures along with my signed.

    It will take time building up both trust and having $5,000 to $10,000 bondable insurance on my person but its not impossible.

    The neighborhood or closest well known neighbor are notified that a stranger is hired by them to live in their home while they are away but just in case they too can watch the watcher and call the proper authorities if something seems a bit off to them.

    Prices for watching someone's most precious of possessions their home should have sliding or set prices.

    My price for example would range from $25 per day for apartment complex or small cottage 2 to 4 bedrooms, $100 a week, and $2 or $3,000 a month.

    As you can see the longer one stays the more expensive the cost because of the time inside a home.

    Year, I know what you'll say "Your 'doin 'nothin but laying about an empty house living off the fat in someone's homes." [I must remind buyers of my services, I don't wash window's, cars, chimminies, or tell preteens or older, bigger children what to do, unless they're doing harm to themselves as in drugs,
    drink, glue, ear bleeding music ect.

    Though I may help clean up their party-while-parents-are-away-mess, but that's all;[sex with minors NO WAY EVER!

    I'll Quit and Complain Later.]

    For certain houses, flats, mansions with 20 or more rooms my price increased to 50 to $100,000 monthly though prices are negotiable.

    Living in New York, Chicago, San Francisco, or any of those cities where people even after Sept. 11, 2001 must travel on short or extended business trips or vacations need to know their homes will be safe from robbers be they friends, neighbors, or a hired and trusted housesitter.

    I just don't know where to begin the process of becoming a part time or professional housesitter, there must be someone that knows.

    I met a lady, Sally, and she tells me she placed an add in the paper and she was lucky that it didn't take months but a few weeks she had a gig. (entertainment jargon for job)

    "Get some or half your money up front."

    I did house-sit once a few years ago for a week.

    I walked and fed a friendly dog every day, took out the garbage, washed the clothes, cleaned every dish and glass I ate or drank out of.

    My pay was $20 which was what I asked for, I could've asked for more but didn't - was an experience.

    So, if housesitter's or former housesitters can help e-mail me about the process, is there a housesitters book I can buy or union to join, maybe a club?

    Anyway for those of you out there reading... I need some help.

    I think I'll set my housing price for all to see. ...Bye.

    P.S.

    My price range: $25 per day for apartment or small cottage home 1 to 3 bedrooms, $100 a week, and $2 or $3,000 a month, certain homes, flats, mansions with 20 or more rooms are to 50 to $100,000 monthly though prices are negotiable.

    Please send donations to
    Poor Magazine or in C/0
    Ask Joe at 255 9th St. Street,
    San Francisco, CA. 94103 USA

    For Joe only my snail mail:
    PO Box 1230 #645
    Market St. San Francisco, CA 94102
    Email: askjoe@poormagazine.org

    Tags

Latest

test