[shhrubbery!]

The mainline protestant churches were taken over by the Left years ago. Nobody goes to them anymore except for a few deluded white elitist types.

These so-called churches get gov't money to run the "homeless shelters." I guess that's part of their motivation (the other part being Lefty do-gooder-ism). Otherwise they don't have money coming in anymore, with their congregations gone.

[llevrok]

Without exaggeration, on many Seattle downtown streets, you can not walk a straight line down the sidewalk as you have to dodge the bums.

On triangle traffic islands, pup tents are pitched. The city looks like a war zone.

And being aided and abetted by the city leaders.

[2ndDivisionVet]

Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents.
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain’t got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin’ broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I’m a man of means by no means, king of the road.

Third boxcar, midnight train, destination, Bangor, Maine.
Old worn out clothes and shoes,
I don’t pay no union dues,
I smoke old stogies I have found short, but not too big around
I’m a man of means by no means, king of the road.

I know every engineer on every train
All of their children, and all of their names
And every handout in every town
And every lock that ain’t locked, when no one’s around.

I sing, trailers for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain’t got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin’ broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I’m a man of means by no means, king of the road.

Trailers for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain’t got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin’ broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I’m a man of means by no means, king of the road.