posted by
atreic at 11:19pm on 12/11/2012
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Last night, on the coach back from Luton, I read squid314's post about a guy asking him for money for train tickets. It's a nice discussion of 'is this a scam, did he really want train tickets, did I do the right thing / wrong thing, it's all a bit finely balenced, I'll never really know'
On my way back from hashing tonight, a homeless person came up to me and said 'please can you help, I need some money for somewhere to stay tonight'. Now (embarressingly) probably only because I was with someone I wanted to impress and who I wanted to think I was nice, I didn't mumble-and-dash-off fast enough, and Scot's post was fresh in my mind, and so I said 'err, I don't give money, sorry, do you want me to walk down to Wintercomfort with you and pay'. And they said 'oh, Wintercomfort is full, I was going to get money for a B&B', and me, embarressed and drawn in now, said (with sinking heart) 'oh, what B&B were you thinking of', and the story was vague and unconvincing and not like someone who wanted to be in a B&B, and so I briskly said 'I'm sorry I can't help' and walked off. And, again, am left with that niggle of 'if I was homeless, I probably wouldn't be able to rattle off a tourist board list of B&Bs'. And that interesting niggle of how much is this nice, middle class, 'I won't give money if you say you want it for X, but I will buy you the X' get out of jail free card really just the same patronising and humiliating 'I won't give you benefits, but I will give you food stamps and pay your housing costs' that so many people on my fiends list are so against?
Anyway, then I got home, and found out that pavanne had posted yet another similar story, in which she had actually been able to help the person in question out by buying the X.
Not sure what the point is. Things happen in threes, or people over pattern spot, or life is full of choices where the only choice is be taken advantage of or be heartless.
On my way back from hashing tonight, a homeless person came up to me and said 'please can you help, I need some money for somewhere to stay tonight'. Now (embarressingly) probably only because I was with someone I wanted to impress and who I wanted to think I was nice, I didn't mumble-and-dash-off fast enough, and Scot's post was fresh in my mind, and so I said 'err, I don't give money, sorry, do you want me to walk down to Wintercomfort with you and pay'. And they said 'oh, Wintercomfort is full, I was going to get money for a B&B', and me, embarressed and drawn in now, said (with sinking heart) 'oh, what B&B were you thinking of', and the story was vague and unconvincing and not like someone who wanted to be in a B&B, and so I briskly said 'I'm sorry I can't help' and walked off. And, again, am left with that niggle of 'if I was homeless, I probably wouldn't be able to rattle off a tourist board list of B&Bs'. And that interesting niggle of how much is this nice, middle class, 'I won't give money if you say you want it for X, but I will buy you the X' get out of jail free card really just the same patronising and humiliating 'I won't give you benefits, but I will give you food stamps and pay your housing costs' that so many people on my fiends list are so against?
Anyway, then I got home, and found out that pavanne had posted yet another similar story, in which she had actually been able to help the person in question out by buying the X.
Not sure what the point is. Things happen in threes, or people over pattern spot, or life is full of choices where the only choice is be taken advantage of or be heartless.
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I never remembered to check my bank account, so I don't know whether the cheque was paid in or not. I hope it was, but I wasn't 100% sure of the vet's name ^^; There must have been a reason I couldn't come back during working hours - possibly I was working in Hinxton by then. I'm not sure. Anyway, another example :)
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Stopping is the problem. Once you've stopped, you've already put some effort into the conversation and it's much harder to say no. If there were some less arm-twisting way of signalling problems I'd help much more often and feel happier about it too.
I had an awful doorstepping the other week, too. An absolutely lovely studenty type apparently collecting for some deaf kids' charity, all very convincing and full of details about the rules he was sticking to &c., but it started off with plausible things like name and address and then went on and on and with "oh we just need your email" and "oh we just need you to say you'll give us some money even if it's just a quid" and at the point it got to "oh we just need you to prove you have a bank account, like give me the number or show me a statement or something" I told him to go away. God knows whether he was genuine or not. If I could remember the name of the charity I'd write to them and ask and (if genuine) point out to them how much like scammers their collectors look...
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I give chocolate bars to individuals now, and money to the charities specialising in drug rehab and homelessness, who have experience and accountability.
Incidentally, if the Condemnation Teaparty's new rules go ahead homelessness will no longer be a priority criterion for social housing.
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I buy the Big Issue, but only if I see the badge because I know of Big Issue sellers mugged for their Issues to sell.
When I lived in Exeter, it was possible to buy "a hot drink and meal" vouchers which could be redeemed in a good number of places, so you could give them. Again it felt like the food stamps, but one recipient said that it was better to have that than no help at all, and he understood that a lot of people didn't want to feed drug and alcohol habits, but as he had a couple of the vouchers already (he showed me), if I was going into the supermarket could I pick up some dog food please because it's better nutritionally for the dog. He got his dog food (after I checked what kind he'd like and how much, for ease of carrying and opening) and a large bar of chocolate.
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Central Liverpool, 1980s - offered to buy him food, he agreed. We then walked round a lot of the central district looking for a place - have you any idea how few places there sold ready-to-eat food? Eventually we ended up in an upmarket department store, where the store detective took an instant interest in us and followed us till we scarpered with a few sandwiches. I left him (the hobo, not the detective) on a bench outside to eat them, and walked right round the block to check on him. Yes, he was still there, eating slowly.
Birmingham, 1980s - wanted a train ticket to Coventry. I bought one and saw him through the barrier with it. If a Birmingham scammer, later that evening became a Coventry scammer. If not, got home safely.
London, 2000s - wanted food. Took to McDonalds, had a full meal. I learned more about youth self-harming than ever before.
London, 2000s - apparently wanted food. I offered to take him and buy it. He walked a short distance with me, told me that he didn't want to be any trouble. I said it was no trouble, he said it would be easier for me just to give him money - gave up after a few minutes because he didn't want to inconvenience me - or else because he knew I wasn't ever going to give money.
Chester, 2000s - she wanted £1 towards ticket to Manchester. I offered to buy the whole ticket. Well, there are two of us. No problem, I'll buy two tickets. But train doesn't go for a while yet. No problem, if I buy them now, you can use them on the next train. I think she really did want to go. Her friend seemed to think there was a problem: just give us the money. No, I'm only buying tickets. Her friend wouldn't let me. I went off. Then, a minute or two later, I returned. "If you really did want to go to Warrington, tell your friend she's a prat." As I left, it was just kicking off.
Manchester, 2000s - he wanted a ticket to somewhere or other, I bought it for him, he seemed happy. Not very interesting story!
And so on.
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Yeah, I don't know. Although I have friends who are super organised and responsible about helping people (Miriam, Ashley, etc) so I should probably ask them.
My thoughts are:
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Anyway sounds like you did the right thing (and for the record, given the lady I helped hasn't made contact, I think I did the wrong one or at least the scammer-enabling one. Although there's a perfectly reasonable possibility that her story was true, she just can't be bothered to pay me back and assesses, accurately, that I'm not going to put a great deal of effort into it).
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If you are speaking one to one with the person on need on an individual level, they can ask you for the thing they actually need right now (like dog food or vet bills instead of sandwiches) and you can get that for them. If they have to interact with a faceless bureaucracy for it (and putting a face on the bureaucracy is too expensive most of the time), then they end up with things that are ill-fitting to their needs.
It's still a little patronising (because you're obviously judging the validity of their need) but the outcome for them is much better than in the food stamp situation.
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Of course, this is an easy approach because I am affluent and I only get asked for money by beggars less maybe once or twice a month so it's a negligible expense. I'd have to re-evaluate the plan if I was somewhere with crowds of beggars every day.
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I'm not sure that the embarrassed middle class 'I'll buy you an x' shuffle achieves much positive either.
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(Except perhaps for the chap who gave endless grief at the counter of Gregg's, bought much more than I'd agreed to, and then pinched a bag of crisps on the way out and dashed off without a word to me.)
I *have* been asked for money for drugs, by someone who said 'at least I'm not lying to you about what it's for' or something of the kind. (I don't think I gave it him, but I can't actually remember.)
Requests for money for travel/petrol have always turned out to be scams as far as I could tell to the best of my ability. No doubt sometimes people really do need money to get home, but I think they are swamped by the people who've discovered this is easy money. I'm often not very convinced by requests for money for somewhere to stay either - but sometimes I make a contribution. Once I told someone I'd come to the hostel on Victoria Road with him and pay for his room. We walked right across town to get there, and just outside he said 'Oh, can you give me the money now - wait here, you can't come inside as they have a strict policy against begging and I'd be thrown out if they saw you.' After having made such an investment of time I gave him the money, of course (substantially more than I'd have given him if I'd just agreed straight away), feeling foolish. I've still no idea what he did with it. But one lives and learns.
A guy once stopped and asked me for money for food, in such a seemingly desperate state he could hardly talk. I said 'look, come to the Van of Life' (it was late at night) 'and I'll get you something.' We walked down there together and he started trying to tell me his story, which I've forgotten but it was a sad one, and calmed down a lot when he realised I was actually listening. I bought him a hamburger and said 'You'd better keep this' and gave him the change from a fiver. A couple of weeks later he saw me in town and rushed up to thank me again. If you have time to listen to people it's sometimes as valuable as anything else you can offer.
One problem with food vouchers is that people can and do collect them and sell them on to others for money to buy drugs or whatever. So they have all the downsides of being patronising and not necessarily targeting need while actually solving nothing. I don't think it's at all the same if you offer to pay for someone's hostel room or whatever they've specifically asked for, if you have time.
My solution nowadays is to make a regular contribution by standing order to Centrepoint, who know what they're doing and who they're working with, and to usually give a token amount when I'm asked. Fundamentally what I resent is that if someone asks me for money, I feel that I am in the position of having to assess their need. I am not qualified to, I generally don't have time, and it creates an unpleasant dynamic to boot. I want to just pay my sodding taxes and know that someone else is going to make that assessment and do something about it. If someone asks me for a quid when I'm running to catch a bus, I shouldn't have to make the choice to either (i) privilege my bus-catching above their need to eat, or (ii) miss my bus.
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I will buy X when asked for money. Rarely though are people grateful; the majority of the time they seem long suffering and not wanting X, just wanting my money, which then puts my back up.
In Crete, an old woman lay on the ground shaking and mumbling incoherantly. When she thought no-one was watching, she got up and moved away at quite a spritely speed to examine her takings.
I had a bad experience at the beginning of this year when asked for money for a coffee, to which I said I'd buy a coffee from the cafe up the street. As we walked, the guy began asking for more and more money, not just £1 for takeaway coffee but then £2 and £5 and so on. I got cross and told him that I'd offered to buy the coffee but not to push it. He backed off a little and I bought a coffee and a kitkat while inside. He made a show of thanking me and asked for money, then backed off again when I glared.
Two minutes later, I walked down the other side of the street. Coffee still in hand, kitkat finished, he was begging again, and smoking. Ten minutes later I was walking back to the car park and came across the same guy. He told me that I looked like I could spare more and that his need was so great that he needed it more than me.
I lost my temper.
People who have genuinely needed help have always been grateful for whatever help they get, whether hitchhikers or the hungry. To be told someone deserves the money I earn more than I do and that they have a right to it upsets me a lot. Hsving given something, I object to the core that I should HAVE to give more to a stranger. That makes me very upset, and prejudices me against helping in the future.
There are so many fakers, it seems that statistically I shouldn't give as it will usually be going for nefarious purposes. But still I try to give that for which one asks, to feel that I give some charity to the needy.