Thursday, February 4, 2016
Women suffering in the DTES
Saturday night an old friend asked me to help him take some youth into the DTES to hand out blankets and clothes to the homeless. We used to do it quite regularly but I haven't gone for years. I just get so frustrated with the futility of it all. All this talk is worthless as long as we hand out free crack pipes, promote unsafe injection sites and let drug dealers sell crack and everything else under the sun all around them. We are enabling such sorrow it drives me insane.
Every year there are more and more homeless on the street. This year I was amazed at the number of women suffering in the DTES. Not crack hoes, just regular women living in cars with a child. We were set up at Pigeon corner and I sensed many women uncomfortable around the male leaders so I stepped back and let some of our female leaders take over. The compassion, the hugs and the genuine concerns was refreshing to see. They spoke of the fear and violence they are subjected to there. This is why I am so ashamed we closed the police station behind Main and Hastings to public access. They have no safe place to go when stalkers are harassing them. Suppressing crime statistics like that is an abomination. Things in the DTES have changed. They don't take care of their own any more. It is time to bring back project old timer.
Sarah McLachlan - In the arms of an angel