pharisaical eyebrows at the couple living in their van; would likely just walk on by, thinking, well! they have money for cigarettes. Then go back, without a further thought, to their football-field sized homes - with amenities coming out the ying-yang. Yeah, sort of people who kvetch about their precious tax dollars funding welfare, and other government programs designed to help people on hard times. In short, bleeping cheapskates - the sort who are dern glad that roeVwade is off the table, while at the same time, won't come up with even a $20 for the local pregnancy center's donation bottle.
The homeless couple with the cigarettes? Hey prudies, you try being homeless; it's bleeping stressful, AND expensive, living in your vehicle. So clean-living awesome you, might, after three days, have half a mind to take up smoking.
And yeah, i get it : it's wise to be real careful who you invite in your home. More often than not, even with relatives, three weeks somehow becomes three months - lights left on, unwashed dishes left in the sink, stuff laying everywhere...greets you when coming home from work. House cleaning around stuff that's not yours, thrice the work. Oh, and that blasting, blaring TeeVee - ugh! Your, formerly peacefully minimalistic living space, is now chaotic enough without that (wall)space hoggie thing - which seems to have your "guest/s" mesmerized...which is precisely why you don't own a television. You've noticed the visual noise has been bothering you at work, stirring up Resentment - all's you want, is to do your job without being bugged, by hardships you didn't create. Oh, and what the heck is this??? You go to pick up a food wrapper, but the corner of the package clings to the endtable.
"Whoso mocketh the poor reproacheth his Maker : and he that is glad at calamities shall not be unpunished." Proverbs 17:5
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