My Chase Rant

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Thank you so much, Chase. It is remarkable that you had the insensitivity to post this billboard on the edge of a homeless camp. Are you really putting “home ownership within reach in Oakland?”

I see this camp each Sunday as I pull off the freeway on the way to church. I see the tents move from one block to another and then back again whenever the powers that be sweep the area. Yes, I agree the streets need to be cleaned up. But pushing the camps down the street is only a band aid on the problem. Maybe supplying  portable restrooms would help. No wait – that was tried and didn’t work. How about dumpsters on each end? No wait – that was tried and didn’t work either.

The bottom line is you need to treat the cause not the outcome. “Oh but there are shelters for those people,” some say. Yes, there are shelters and they are full. But they are full of people who may have lost their jobs or couldn’t keep up with increasing rents. People who are able to give up their pets for a cot, never take a drink and work hard for a better life. Perhaps they will recall this billboard and approach Chase for that help that is offered.

And then there are the rest. It’s no secret that my son is one of them.  Not in this neighborhood but one similar. He lives this lifestyle because of choices he made in his life. His opportunities are limited by the history of his actions – no one wants to rent to someone who can’t respect their property. Notice I said “can’t” and not “won’t.” Whatever the story behind this scene, no matter what kind of help is offered, some people simply cannot live the way we think they should.

Whether it be drugs or mental instability, herein lies the problem. Many think these people should live the way we want them to live. They just need to quit doing drugs, go to rehab and get a job. It’s not so simple. I’ve mothered an addicted son. For thirty years I’ve watched him repeatedly spiral down, detox, get a job, and lose the job. All the compassion in the world won’t bring back that little boy who broke my heart. I wait, pray and hope for him to emerge from his soggy tent to tread a new path. I also know, it is in his time – not mine.

Every Sunday I leave my comfortable home on the other side of the tunnel and enter this abyss of destruction. Is there a solution? Oh, how I wish. Meanwhile – Chase, you could do a lot better with your funds than to put up the slap in the face billboards in this neighborhood.

 

Minimizing

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Project 333 – 2017 No New Clothes – The Capsule Wardrobe

What does it mean to “minimalize?” Just google it. It’s all over FaceBook, Blogs, Podcasts, even the movies. Last night I viewed The True Cost on Netflix and was amazed at the impact of “Fast Fashion” on the world. Not that my wardrobe contains anything “fashionable.” It’s more like two closets jammed packed with forty years of clothing that might come back into style someday.

About a month ago I sorted through one of the closets filling six garbage bags with clothes from two sizes ago. Were they to return to vogue, I couldn’t possibly get my muffin tops into them anyway. I sent Eric off to the green charity bin next to KwikStop with the bags before I could change my mind. The disturbing part of this is, now that I watched The True Cost, I learned only 10% of those donations might be sold at thrift stores. The rest will be shipped off to somewhere like Haiti and most likely end up in their landfill.

So here comes my solution: I’ve made a commitment to two groups on Facebook – Project 333 and 2017 No New Clothes.

The object of Project 333 would be tackle these two closets and pull out only 33 items to be used as a capsule wardrobe for the next three months. There’s no rule that you must dispose of the other 3,000 items in your wardrobe but serious followers will pack away three more seasons and toss the rest. Note photo above – this is my first attempt – we’ll see how long it takes before I dig deeper into the closet of temptation. I’m not ready to fill up that landfill yet.

As for 2017 No New Clothes, it’s been easier than I thought, perhaps because I had a bit of a shopping spree just before Christmas. But I’ve been thinking. Is it cheating to buy used clothes? Is it cheating to suggest to someone that I might need that new t-shirt for my birthday? Just kidding… I have no intention of cramming one more piece of clothing into the mess. My wardrobe won’t be supporting environmental destruction, GMO cotton, pesticide use, and cheap labor.

Now about that new Instant Pot on the kitchen counter…

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