The image of homelessness in urban areas like Los Angeles’ Skid Row has distorted this country’s perspective on who is homeless. Ask the average American on the streets to describe a “homeless person”, and they will inevitably verbally sketch an inebriated man, wearing tattered clothes, walking on the sidewalk of Skid Row.
Maybe those Thanksgiving newspaper display ads, with pictures of stereotypical homeless men asking for money have imprinted the wrong image. “Can you feed me on Thanksgiving?” the ad asks.
Or maybe we just do not want to admit that in our country, people from various backgrounds and communities are falling into homelessness.
You would think women battered by their spouses who end up on the streets would garner compassion. Or mothers and their children, abandoned by the dad, would appeal to the heart strings of this country. At least our vulnerable children should reap enough compassion for them to be housed.
Unless these vulnerable children are gay.
It seems for some American families, their hearts become hardened when they discover that their own child is attracted to the same sex. Rather than embrace their own flesh and blood, they discard them from their house like the week’s trash. No compassion. No empathy.
For many, a rejection of a child who is gay means a straight path to homelessness. Read More »