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IT’S A DAY of rest, and you may be in the mood for a quiet corner and a comfy chair.
We’ve hand-picked the week’s best reads for you to savour.
As part of our Homeless Ireland coverage, this week’s stories are all about homelessness, both in Ireland and abroad.
Thomas and Helen are in love. They live on the streets of Dublin. This is their story.
(TheJournal.ie, approx 3 mins reading time, 546 words)
“I just got with my new girlfriend here. I would like to [get off the drink]. I’ve started to think. I have a couple of charges for drunk and disorderly there a couple of days ago. I might have to go back to prison for a couple of weeks or months. I was thinking of getting my head together and, obviously, get her head together.”
Steven Boone has spent time living in emergency shelters, and writes about how hustling is a big part of homelessness.
(Capital New York, approx 36 mins reading time, 7377 words)
I’m not used to living like this, is the common refrain. I had cars, fly clothes, always stayed with a fresh haircut. I got to get back to that, got to get on my grind, stack this money, until I’m back to the lifestyle I’m used to. You’ve never seen so many designer shades as you do in a New York City homeless shelter.
3. “No one cares about my family”
The Guardian spent a week at Enfield’s emergency housing unit, and its multimedia reporting gives an insight into the desperate situations people find themselves in.
(The Guardian, approx 16 mins reading time, 3278 words)
This morning, Christina’s brought along her eldest, Si. “I’ve been crying from the moment I wake up, and trying to hide it from the kids,” she says. “I didn’t want the kids to be disappointed in me. I didn’t want them to be taken away from me.” She broke down during a recent school run, she says, “in front of about 100 other parents”.
Every evening, people go to Cork Simon’s soup run for food. But they’re not all homeless, and their stories are heartbreaking.
(TheJournal.ie, approx 9 mins reading time, 1860 words)
Right now I work in part time job; it is not enough hours to pay for everything. That is why I am broke. He gestures to his friends. “People like me come in here. If I have the money I can make the shopping. Right now I am broke.”
Johnye Williams went to San Francisco to see what life in Haight Ashbury was like. But her dream turned sour and she found herself homeless.
(SF Gate, approx 36 mins reading time, 7377 words)
By November, Williams’ stout, 5-foot-6 frame had shed 23 pounds. She smelled from going weeks without a bath, and her shoulder-length blond hair was matted and continually itchy. Her black-frame glasses were scratched.
This year, the Tampa Bay Times won a Pulitzer Prize for its local reporting on Hillsborough County’s Homeless Recovery program. They discovered the homeless were housed in “filthy, crime-ridden slums”.
(Tampa Bay Times, approx 20 mins reading time, 4050 words)
That the county was paying for dangerous housing first came to light last month, when the Times reported that William “Hoe” Brown, the politically connected former chairman of the Tampa Port Authority, had collected more than $600,000 to house the poor in squalid complexes, including an illegal, makeshift trailer park behind his Tampa office.
…AND A CLASSIC FROM THE ARCHIVES…
Bob Satterfield was a boxing contender in the 1950s. But by 1997, there were rumours he was sleeping rough. A journalist went to find out what had happened to him.
(Los Angeles Times, approx 55 mins reading time, 11184 words)
Mainwaring faxed me several photos of Satterfield and one of a wife named Iona, whom he divorced in 1952. The library at The Times, meanwhile, unearthed still more Satterfield clippings, including a brief 1994 profile by Orange County Register columnist Bill Johnson. (“Bob Satterfield, one of the top six heavyweight fighters in the world from 1950 to 1956, today is homeless, living in old, abandoned houses in Santa Ana.”)
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I’m sick to the teeth of Enda Kenny. I cringe every time I see him and it gets worse when I remember he’s the leader of my country, how the hell did it happen???
People voted in an election
Ive spent 3 years trying to figure out that. Spineless useless get. Hes about to get his though. Knives are being sharpened
He became leader because Richard Bruton made a balls of the Fine Gael leadership challenge and Fianna Fail made a balls of the country. Wrong man in the right place so to speak.
Ther was a film about it a few years back called ‘The Accidental Taoiseach’……
I misread that.
I thought it said Enda’s brown bread!
Ah well, never mind.
Brilliant John
F*cking cringeworthy stuff. I actually got embarrassed watching that. Memories of the Calor Housewife of the year competition. And as for Enda. Suffering Jasus!
There’s a lot of Brown stuff pouring out of Enda’s mouth as it is without adding to it
I honestly don’t know how he shows his face in public. I’d be gone into hiding, never to be seen again.
Krusty the clown
Krusty the clown. Brilliant!!
” making brown bread ” sur Enda isnt that what the wimmin do best”
at least that would appear to be the case in regard to appointments to Junior Ministries or to the senate
Was having a great day till I seen the idiot walking about and he looked nackered time for him to retire lets hope shatter shatters him on late later tomorrow night.
Then again RTE won’t allow tubridy ask the correct question that will allow shatter shatter kenny
Well if I may interject in the bash the mayoman I want to stand up for the bread… Stunning!! I know – I’ve had it enough times! Well done on the “latest” win Betty!
At the start of the video, the presenter grabs the runners-up hand first of all and then swapsover. Poor woman probably thought she won.
Typical mayo flute
Did Enda not ask Betty Williams if winning the baking competition meant as much as the Nobel Peace Prize?
A*rse hole EU puppet
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