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Get off my LAWN! "Grumpy Old Farts"

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It starts with family, friends, co-workers, churches, neighbors, teachers, doctors, social media, etc.
After this happened his ex(by 3 years)wife said he'd talked about it. Apparently he'd been reported but the authorities can't do anything until the person does something. Too late.
 
Society should vote for aid for the mentally ill and treat them before these thing happen.

There are lots of resources and social workers. They clearly aren’t being used properly. They need a different model to deal with the problem.

For a year or so, there has been a soup kitchen and beds set up in a nearby church. They were moved from another church at the edge of a newly built outdoor festival area. There’s more paid staff than beds. People spend the day begging for money that they use for drugs and alcohol. When they get enough every day they pass out on the sidewalks, they make messes. Some streets I avoid, many other residents do as well. Covid fears make it worse. A lot of police resources go into dealing with them. To the point where they have little time for dealing with real crimes. The city provides them with apartments and care.

Nothing ever changes, year after year. Clean them up and they go back to their friends and old ways. The city’s approach has been that they can’t change them, so they contain them in urban pockets. They aren’t in rich neighbourhoods, they aren’t near fancy restaurants, they aren’t near hotels or major shopping where tourists go.

A family member was adopted as a baby, a native from the far north. He had frequent access to his family up north, he knew them well, even moved there for periods. He was in and out of trouble his entire life, mostly related to drugs and alcohol. He was given an apartment and money, lived on grants. Had constant medical care to help him deal with life problems. He never finished high school but exceptions were made and he was accepted into university. There he had an office dedicated to helping native students cope with school. He kept failing (didn’t attend) and dropping out but was always welcomed back.

He died of a drug overdose. He had a lot of social assistance throughout his life, despite everyone trying, nothing worked. This happens all too often, mental health is like that.
 
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Noble cause my friend, but you can't help those who won't help themselves. Or flatly refuse help. I live with one who refuses to believe there is anything wrong with them.
Unfortunately, many folks who need help don't think they do or won't admit they do for fear of ridicule or job loss. The perceived stigma attached is too great to deal with in their 'minds'.
 
Watching a guy trying to put up a show poster at the theater across the street from where I'm taking the Vienna lager I earned today.

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Society should vote for aid for the mentally ill and treat them before these thing happen.

^This^

It starts with family, friends, co-workers, churches, neighbors, teachers, doctors, social media, etc.

Our society is such that people/family/coworkers close to someone with mental issues never think it's their responsibility to step forward and suggest that the poor soul should seek help. If someone is acting odd consistently at work the supervisor should order counseling. Something should be done for people who are thrown out on the streets when they're fired. The company that fired them should follow up with social services or a referral to the unemployment office.

School children should be taught to report when they see threats of violence either in person or on social media. There are a lot more sick people and many of them crave the attention they get from news sources and the news sources know those stories sell papers (present company excluded). Then there's the random roll of the dice where a quiet person who never caused a problem snaps and goes out and kills a dozen people with no prior warning or indicators.
 
Passed my "adult test" again tonight. That's wearing white at a restaurant where drippy things are brought to the table, and still white when the meal's finished.

Nyet, not Denny's. An Irish pub, and the first visit since before lockdown.
If there's things dripping at an Irish pub, you'd better check if your vessel's leakin'!:roflmao:
 
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