Phylosophical Bull Chit.

While in college I worked a bicycle currier in downtown Houston. You see the big building and high rise condos but just blocks away are places you would not want to go after dark and most likely not even in the daylight. I went through on a bike. I know if a doctor sees a crash they stop and help but to see the people that clearly need help just sitting in filth made me lose all respect for the mental health community.

The mental health hospitals would dump them just outside downtown when they stopped getting paid for them from the state. I had many encounters with people that were clearly not right and should be getting serous help. Some were dangerous. When I saw a business owner getting attacked I stepped in to help. The man turned on me and I was forced to use force to stop him. The cop that showed up and got my statement told me he did not approve or disapprove of my actions but started calling me big daddy. After a few more encounters the bums or whatever you wanted to call them figured out that I was not the one to mess with. When I saw them harassing someone all I had to do was ride up and they would leave.

One evening I saw a bum I knew all too well. He was clearly not right in the head and very annoying. But never physically threatened anyone. A man had punched him and he had fallen into a building and his head was bleeding. The man was standing there saying he was going to hit him again. I quickly put myself between them and told him I was about to hit the man in the suit. I don't care how bad they are they are still human.

A judge had a bum take his brief case and start running. The judge pulled out a gun and shot him dead. The bum had not attacked the judge but took the brief case from on top of the judges car and the judge said he shot him because he could not run to chase him. No charges against the judge. About a year earlier a friend of mine was looking at his paper work as he started to cross a street with a green light. That bum the judge shot had grabbed my friend who was not happy about it just as a bus ran the light and would have hit my fiend. That bum that was clearly mentally ill saved my friends life and the judge shot him like a dog.

I saw building owner getting mad about bums pissing on the sidewalk. I asked him where they should pee. He said in a toilet. So I asked if they could use his toilet. Of course he said no. I said that is why they pee on the sidewalk because nobody lets them in so either let them in or stop complaining.

It is easy to see the see them all dirty and smelling bad and have disgust. It is hard to see them as human. But we need to remember that Jesus died for them too. If not for the grace of God we could be like them.

We send billions over to countries that send terrorist to attack us but we can't provide for these people? The Bible says to love your neighbor not just the ones that are not crazy ones.

Enough of my ramblings