Posted on 05/01/2022 3:41:51 PM PDT by artichokegrower
For two years, this has been Pauline Levinson’s home:
A run-down, century-old hotel in the Tenderloin, where a rodent infestation became so severe that she pitched a tent inside her room to keep the mice away.
Where residents have threatened each other with knives, crowbars and guns, sometimes drawing police to the building several times a day.
Where, since 2020, at least nine people have died of drug overdoses. One man was discovered only after a foul stench seeped from his room into the hall.
(Excerpt) Read more at sfchronicle.com ...
Looking at the pictures included in the article these folks can even clean their own free room. Have all of the time in the world they could clean the walls and floors with a tooth brush. Like monkeys in the zoo throwing their poop.
Can’t get to the article.....
It makes no difference if they are in a tent in quicksand or in a luxury hotel.
Their behavior will NOT improve.
You can put lipstick on a pig-———
“Like monkeys in the zoo throwing their poop.”
They ARE monkeys in the zoo throwing their poop.
Feral human beings have reverted to a state of decivilization that cannot be solved with merely throwing money at the problem. They have to be removed from the environment altogether, but that would be denying them their “civil rights” and “dignity”.
And these things are very important to the oligarchy that is in control of San Francisco. Except when it isn’t.
San Francisco! I recognized your foul stench when I was brought on board .
Think of it as devolution in action.
Another link, if anyone cares.
I don’t.
Read the excerpt at FR.
San Francisco is an awful place these days
https://www.capoliticalreview.com/trending/broken-homes/
most vulnerable drunks, drug addicts, hookers, dealers, homeless, crimials, most vulnerable the compassion from them is a lie
SF is just LA’s Skid Row north. The Cecil Hotel 2.0
SF is giving sh$t holes a bad name.
Bingo!
Back in the day, CA had double-digit interest rates, the bottom fell out and folks were living in their cars. The achievers left, leaving 6 digit equites in their homes, and became achievers again.
Since California has closed its mental hospitals, build a tent encampment in the Mojave run by a protégé of Sheriff Joe. Razor wire and guard dogs. Tough love.
At the turn of the last century there were “poor farms”. A vagrant would be picked up off the street sent out to the farm made to work in order to eat. Would learn a trade and responsibility. Not treated like a zoo animal
Multnomah County Poor Farm
The Multnomah County Poor Farm is a former poor farm located in Troutdale, Oregon, United States. Established in 1911, the building and its surrounding grounds operated as a poor farm housing the ill and indigent populations in the Portland metropolitan area at the beginning of the twentieth century, after the closure of a poor farm in the city’s West Hills. Over the course of the century, the farm would come to be used as a nursing home before becoming abandoned in the 1980s.
I couldn’t access the article without paying but I do have Tenderloin memories.
https://www.cardcow.com/560134/hotel-virginia-san-francisco-california/
In 1968 when I was 19 and had no street smarts, I had the experience of living in the Hotel Virginia in the Tenderloin. Even then it was an experience. I had an apartment which I rented with 2 girls from work. We moved in and then I went to Michigan for Thanksgiving.
When I came back I was locked out of the building. I contacted management and found that although I had paid my share, the others hadn’t. I was homeless and broke!
So I asked where Linda from Kalamazoo went and they told me she was at the Hotel Virginia. I marched right over there and told her that she had to let me sleep in her room until I could find a place. I had to sneak around to do it, but that is what happened. I ended up getting my own room there for a few months until I found a studio apartment.
In the meantime Linda from Kalamazoo came to my room while I was gone and slit her wrists, then left a trail of blood back to her own room where she locked herself in. When I got home and called management an ambulance came and took her off to San Francisco General where they put her in the psych ward for 6 months.
So the place has been crazy for 50 years and I’m glad I didn’t have to spend more than a few months there. At the time it was a lot more protected than I’m sure it is now. But it was an interesting time for sure.
The movie Untamed Youth comes to mind.
There is a reason cities and towns used to have vagrancy laws to keep the riff-raff out of town.
When the vagrancy laws were abolished, the towns became overrun with the bums and drunks.
One great library I used to go to was overrun with winos and others taking all the seats and sleeping off their booz in the air conditioned library. One floor had to close because of BED BUGS brought in by the bums.
I remember an old song!
I was sittin’ beside the road in blackjack county
Not knowing that the sheriff paid a bounty
For men like me who didn’t have a penny to their names
So he locked my leg to thirty five pounds of blackjack county chain...
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