“alright, have a good day then — stay hydrated,” and with that, the paramedic climbed back into the ambulance, turned off the flashing lights and drove away.
that scene — and conversation — was repeated four more times over the next three hours with different paramedics and two teams of firefighters.
call an ambulance once, and that could be taken as concern for a fellow citizen. three more calls in just a few hours, and i began to wonder which of our neighbours was hoping to have him removed. it didn’t take long to hear the twitters of complaints lobbed between houses across balconies and tiny front yards about the rambling man.
let’s be honest. people like him make us nervous and uncomfortable. they can be unpredictable, sometimes dangerous, they can hurt others, damage property or just do weird things — a friend who lives in the heart of downtown toronto often tells a story of a young woman who had been living in a condo doorway for months, spotted combing her pubic hair in a community park fountain.
but our feelings around those who live outside is more than just discomfort.
according to sara rankin, founder of the homeless rights advocacy project, studies have shown that we are, in fact, scared of the poor.
“when we are confronted with evidence of visible poverty or human desperation, we react with higher rates of fear, disgust and even anger than when we are exposed to any other marginalized trait — including traits historically associated with discrimination, like race or gender,” she
writes in an oped for the idaho statesman
. “we firmly want visible poverty to remain private. no wonder homelessness prompts many of us to shut down. or blow up.”