[kermitology]

I became quite, uh, I don't know what word to use, I guess.. ignorant of the plight of the homeless when I lived in Victoria. I used to see kids out on the street panhandling, and making you feel sorry for them. Then you realize that these kids are packing up at the end of the day and heading back to their Oak Bay mansions with their family who just "doesn't understand them."

I got to the point where if I feel that I'm going to give change to someone they should be doing something to earn it, like the guy who plays his sax outside the C-Train platform after Flames games, or I'll specifically ask if they'll use it for drugs or alcohol. If they say no, then I won't give it to them on the basis that I will only reward honesty.