After reading the moving and spirited letter by Keely Kiczenski [“Abusing the homeless,” May 18] I became very angry and frustrated. I rapidly flipped through the next few pages...and slapped Kevin Faulconer and his little buck-list buddy! It just irked me so much! Rocks for homeless citizens, closing shelters early, few new affordable housing opportunities with even less for un/underemployed. Downsizing of storage places for street-bound people. Pushing of resting homeless during rain.
But why? What is all that solving? They don’t have funds to leave, if they wanted to. When do you stop being a citizen, a constituent and human? Oh, yeah, when you are forced to pee/poo on the street, sleep on hardness, remain dirty, starve and looked upon as “freak.”
First, Thank you Keely! Thank you for working for homeless citizens! By your writing skills, it seems like you can be making much more than Think Dignity pays. But wait here is the rub, the wealthy not only control the cash, but also the jobs! If you ain’t got a smartphone, answering the questions perfect, super spiffy, and willing to work all hours, days without benefits then stay on the streets.
When do lost/stray animals (pets) get priority over humans? Now! Where do humans get teased, beaten, even killed...even by police!? Here in San Diego. Why do my tax dollars go to promote developers by “in-lieu” fees rather adding affordable housing with correct amount of parking? Who’s to make the parks, fire stations, police center, safe lighting, play areas and parks? Which humans will be able to use them? Veterans, ex-teachers, exbusiness people, retired workers, homecare providers?
We’ve got to do better! We have to make housing affordable. Not 75 percent, 60 percent, 50 percent of income, but what I was taught in high school, around 25 percent. It needs to be near work that pays enough to live nearby. Less traffic problems and pollution, more vesting into your own community, not just your landlords. The housing market is not 100 percent occupied, so “need more new housing” doesn’t jive. For-profit housing that has zoning code violations need to be “free rent” until fixed...one should not be able to profit by being illegal and abusing other humans!
And like we did (Riverwest Organizing Project, Milwaukee) when the city attorney came to us and asked us to help by fixing/rehabbing code violation buildings given to us by the city because of not being fixed, or tax debt, or other neighborhood nuisance. Tenants stopped paying rent. We fixed if we could, or moved to another rehabbed rental building, then repaired/fixed their old units. Lots of volunteer workers, donations and grants. Renters became active residents of community...vested. But then we had co-operative housing too! Better not dream too much.
Could San Diego become like that? Real affordable, livable, safe, warm, enjoyable housing in community neighborhoods with all classes of citizens? I can keep praying and hoping. Once again, thank you Keely, thank you San Diego CityBeat for enlightening us. May we see true reality over dreams.
Daniel Beeman, Clairemont
“The attitude of entitlement in the service industry” [May 18] was a great story by Edwin Decker. I was in the service industry most of my life. Started as a dishwasher, then busboy, cook, waiter but never a bartender like Ed. As a waiter I survived on tips. I was making $1.25 an hour plus tips. The norm back then was 10 percent of the bill. People paid a tip if the service was good. I was a great waiter so many paid me as much as 15 percent.
The waiters and bartenders of today are iPod of the Walking Dead. Invasion of the iPod Snatchers. They do not see you or hear you. That phone takes your order now. I think it pisses and shits for them to. Their minds and hearts are gone. These kids are hopeless drones.
Mr. Decker said he believed tips should be earned yet he would always leave a tip. Not me. I leave them nothing or humiliate them with a quarter.
Edwin, I am from what you call the Boomers. I marched in Washington against the War in Vietnam, chased, gassed, and shot at the ’68 National Convention in Chicago. Our blood was spilled and we changed things for the better. We worked hard and played hard. We were outside and with our friends, family the world. The kids of today hug their phones. We were actually physically in this world touching people, not up our asses like these children, expecting all for doing nothing. Be there or square you worthless pieces of shit. How about thank you for the tip. That would be a good start.
Yosel Tarnofsky, North Park