Tales From The Shelter – 21
It’s called ‘Learned Helplessness’ and applies to the Christian By Rote people here. Feed them the bible with some condiments and perhaps a dab of chocolate on the Old Testament and , voila…instant , helpless sheep.
While the Silly Man Hotel has done good for people over many years and around the world, they are not truly helping by keeping people sucked in to their ministry. There’s guys and gals here wandering about aimlessly between chapel and councillor time. They can’t make their minds up, they praise the lord, and should they do anything wrong they attribute it to the devil.
It’s all too bizarre and cultish. A couple of guys actually took the ‘brave for them’ leap and went to the next phase, transitional housing a la Silly Man. It was stupendous energy that got them out of here, but every day, they come back to visit. Every day.
It must be weird to be a lamb amongst the fold….perhaps they should look into permanent press to straighten those creases and actually help some to help themselves.
Stinky Lady has taken over the world! Just outside her door are two comfy chairs, a table and an exersize bike. She rearranged things (a big NO at the Silly) and uses the bike as a clothesline for her dryer. She sits there waiting for her next pray, who is usually some younger person afraid to say no to someone older then themselves.
Stinky Lady has travelled the world and is a character indeed….unless you get trapped by her, then she babbles as much as Retarded Martha.
We’ve lot 3 women in as many days to Silly’s transitional house. Damn, ‘Hola’ is gone, along with ‘Fat Lady with Glasses’ and ‘Artist woman’. Hola is the one who will be missed as she was a regular at the smoking pit. It’s interesting to watch the group dynamics change and see the power plays being made.
Good gawd, I’m tired of it all…think good thoughts or pray for me that appropriate housing comes along soon. I may have to have a conference call with Mr. Nazareth.