The entrance to Sam’s Club and Walmart in Roswell, New Mexico attracts more than honest, hard-working shoppers. Across from Chili’s is a campground for panhandlers, bums, paupers, vagrants, and other types of scavengers who choose not to work for a living. Oh, I know all sob stories about PTSD veterans, kids who were sexually abused(Paul Chubbuck in Fort Collins CO an able healing professional), women who were abandoned by their husbands, etc.
These accounts have some merit, but also create an underclass of lazy people who will take handouts in lieu of seeking gainful employment. Take the gentlemen in the picture below who has a few gallons of water, a well maintained bicycle, a nice hat to protect from glaring sun, and smoking away on his favorite brand of cigarette.
His yellow lettered sign reads This was not Part of the Plan, God Bless . Might a passing motorist ask this vagabond what his plan was? Shoot, if I was in this guy’s shoes, I would march my tired ass into the Income Support Division.
Now compare the above picture to