Hello, friends! I decided to create a blog so I can have a central place to update you on my life, my articles and photos. I wanted to use the theme of curiosity because as we all know, I'm a journalist because I like being paid to be nosy. Or, as Thomas Hobbes put it more eloquently, "Curiosity is the lust of the mind."
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
Don't talk to Strangers
I was sitting in the station in Union Square waiting for my K train to go home when a woman carrying a lit stick of incense asked me for money. $2 to take BART. I said, "sorry," and she said, "Don't ever have children," to which I replied, "Okay." I don't typically give money to beggars in San Francisco. I feel as if I can't tell if I'm really helping someone or just perpetuating the high incidence of homelessness and panhandlers in this city. Sometimes I think I'm desensitized to seeing people in raggedly clothes who smell of dumpster and body odor. I work downtown so I encounter panhandlers on a daily basis and each time I think, if I give one person money do I have to give others money, too? If I'm not, how do I select who to throw a few coins over to? Whoever looks the most dirty or disoriented? I feel as if I don't have the answers. I don't even quite understand the problem. All I know is that sometimes, I just want to say no and move on.
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