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Thursday, August 19, 2021

Yesterday's eviction of homeless people by the 'City of Brotherly Love' was not a solution to the issue of ongoing drug consumption by these people who carry the medically recognized diagnosis of Substance Use Disorder.

Outreach workers were doing their thing from various perspectives yesterday to minimize as much as possible, the psychological damage that was being done to these people who already (very often) bear scares of previous abuses.

My emphasis yesterday was to remind each person I met that they are worthy of far more than what law enforcement, sanitation workers, and visiting members of the press may suggest to them on that day through their words and actions.

To that end, I printed 100 and distributed about 90 of the following papers. I encouraged each person to know in their heart that they are worthy of better treatment and to memorize the following:

I am an inspirational human being
made in the image of God
and I am worthy of
dignity, honor, respect, and love.

If you've seen my 8.5x5.5 'song sheets' that I distribute each time I'm there, you know that this statement is on each sheet. On this day, the statement was the only thing on that side of the 8.5x11 paper. I encouraged each person to hold it up to any camera that may be pointing their direction or politely read it to anyone who may need the reminder.

On the other side of the paper was an article that I wrote about Medicaid and its poor handling of this crisis.


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