Sarah Connor, in hiding before the war
There&#x27;s a homeless guy outside of the shopping center where I get most of my groceries. I think he&#x27;s been conditioned to conform to our society&#x27;s standards of what a &quot;good&quot; homeless person should be:  he never stops people walking by, he never asks for straight-up cash, and he never asks for alcohol or other things that society feels homeless people don&#x27;t &quot;deserve&quot; (like junk food). Of the dozen times I&#x27;ve asked if he needs anything, it&#x27;s always been very sensible:  some fresh fruit, body wash, or ten dollars to get a haircut (because he had a job interview).<p>It bums me the hell out that a year later after I first bumped into him, he&#x27;s still homeless. As I said, he&#x27;s basically the &quot;model&quot; of how we think homeless people should act when asking for help, and yet for all that, at best it&#x27;s probably just kept him out of jail.