The 'Streets'...

I think the streets can kind of be summarized as areas in which you interact with various people, but the interaction occurs in 'commercial zones'...like where stores are, bars, clubs, conviant stores, hotels/motels, and so forth.

'The hood' is more of a mentality, held by some, within the streets.

Like just a few minutes ago I interacted with someone of the 'hood', but it occurred in a commercial zone, in front of a conviant store.

A young, thin, black guy standing to the right of entrance to store, kind of tucked between the ice box...



As soon as I approached, (as expected) out of their mouth comes..."excuse me, can you spare 50 cents?"...

Even though I new it was coming...I was still bothered by it, the interruption.
It kind of annoys me when people on the streets think you have nothing better to do, nothing better on your mind, than to make them the complete center of your attention, time, thoughts and funds.

It's just kind of like a rude interruption in your own schedual.

So I told them 'let me go inside first, and handle my own business, then when I come back out, I'll talk with you'...

So I went inside, got what I needed, then came back out and spoke with them.

I asked them

'How was your night?'...

They responded 'Not very good, I got robbed'...

For some reason I believed them...although not sure what their definition of 'robbed' is.

But I know how people are on the streets, in the hood, so many fake friends, people who pretend to like you, just to end up setting you up late at night when drunk or high.

But I could tell this young man didn't have much to begin with...so if they were robbed, it was probably of $10 or less.
Unemployed and young, so it's not like they had a lot to begin with.

But for whatever reason I believed them, cause I've had stuff taken from me to, on the streets, and it happens quick.

So I gave them $1.00...

They thanked me, by this time I was a bit more comfortable with their presences...so I said the following...

"I usually don't do this, but here", as I handed them a $5.00 bill.

I just figured whatever it is I'm going through, was miniscule compared to the issues they're having. Whether they were robbed or not, or simply lost their money, and couldn't get back home, I just figured $6.00 would at least brighten their morning temporarily.

And it did.

Every situation on the streets is different, it's all about feel, chemistry, and environment.

If it had been late at night, I doubt I would have been so cordial, but it was early morning, and that's usually when the 'beast' inside of people is sober.

I was homeless before, and I know the feeling of waking up in the morning, without a bathroom or mirror to see how you look, or a way to wash, no breakfast, no change of clothes, no way to brush your teeth.

It's a nasty, gritty, feeling to have, and they were in that zone.

They're caught in a big social battle field...and I doubt things will improve for them any time soon.
I mean if you have to rely on strangers generosity to get you back home...what does that tell you about their 'home'.

Not good, but at least I did my little part in giving them a bright spot in the day.

The Streets...

The Crusaders...'Street Life'...old school....very old school....but appropriate for this thread or section...

The Streets

The streets have their own separate rules, aside and apart from State regulated laws.



Cops in the city are about worthless and lazy.

Good clean people are forced to live around criminals, criminal activity, that cops seem to be blind to.
Yet if you accidently or questionably run a red light, cops light you up, ruin your driving record.

Yet if criminal selling narcotics, the cops seem to leave you alone for months, years at a time.

None of it makes sense.

If good people can see where dealers are, why can't the cops?

It's as if they don't want to see, and instead would rather harrace decent working types for having tail light out in vehicle.

The Streets are sad and brutal, and most have no idea what occurs there, nor do they, we, really want to know

The Streets are districts, commercial districts outside of hood housing projects.

The hood refers to more residential areas where people of poverty are concentrated and live near to one another.

The Streets is kind of like a neutral gathering ground, where commercial property is, where all people congregate for various purposes.

One can be on the streets, and not be 'hood' or from the hood.

In other words 'The Streets' is kind of like the hallway, and 'the hood' or 'trailer park' ect, are the classrooms people are let out from.

And I seen some things on the streets today that were both touching and sad.

It's easy to criticize urban types, until see what they go through to survive



But regardless, being poor, to me, still doesn't justify turning 'dark', and hurting others.

If stayed in school, graduated, there's always ways up and out.

So to me, crime is still a choice, culture and mentality.

You all are like babies to me



Ya'll are like babies to me (not the readers here)

Oh 'gosh' (a earth term which implies you're soft? and goofy??}

sigh...what?

To go out or not, that is the question.

Nothing beats personal interaction with others, like 5 minutes with another real human beats 24 hours alone, sometimes, just depends what mood you're in I suppose.

The streets are like a chess game, eyes, intentions and more.

There's many levels to this site, even media connection....not big, but none the less.

Home is safe, yet home can be boring at times, very.

Streets are dangerous, yet invigorating at times.

Home = regular apple picked from a tree

The Streets = apple pie backed in a oven, full of sugar and preservatives