by Irene Clark
I am a relatively new activist of less than two years. One of the first actions I ever attended was the very first boycott for the “Urban Camping” Ban back when it started at Snooze. In the rush of learning about all the issues I had previously been oblivious to, I lost track of it for several months until I ran into Janet Matzen at another meeting. She reminded me and everyone there about the ongoing boycott to end the Ban, and I started coming again. Though at that time I cared about the homeless issue, there were a couple of incidents that showed me just how important this fight is.
One day a group of people came out after eating. They were obviously rich. As they passed, I offered them a flyer on why we were there, which they ignored. I said, “Don’t you care about the homeless?” To which the older woman in the full-length mink coat turned around and said in a snooty voice, “I don’t care.” She was so callous and, being the sarcastic person that I am, I thought, “Oh, she’s just mad that she can’t wear her human baby skin coat out in public.” As appalling as this and other encounters were, there was one that changed my life.
As part of the boycott, we fed, and continue to feed, homeless people. Quite a few came to get some food, but one, in particular, caught my attention. I noticed a young girl, maybe 18, walking towards me. She was obviously homeless with disheveled strawberry-blonde hair, an innocent face, worn and dirty clothes and no shoes. She was crying and looked directly at me and said, “This isn’t fair. I’m so mad I’m homeless.” At that moment, the only thing I could see was my own sweet daughter walking toward me with disheveled hair, dirty clothes, no shoes and crying. My heart broke imagining that not only was no one rushing to help her, but the people waiting for up to two hours outside Snooze to pay for their over-priced pretentious food were looking down their noses at her. I was so overwhelmed that I went to my car and just cried.
After Snooze reversed their position and opposed the camping ban, we began boycotting The Palm Restaurant, where we endured being called every name in the book, being harassed, police intimidation, targeting and even violence, and, for the pièce de résistance, I was even threatened with rape by one of their employees. This was all while we were being accused of being homeless (as if that somehow made us less and justified how badly they treated us), of being paid to protest (not one of us is) or that we were making a mistake boycotting them because of how much money they contribute to homeless causes (by donating, they are really just paying for the right to make homeless people disappear).
We heard a similar story from Snooze about how they “help the homeless,” and we hear the same argument from the business we are boycotting now. I guess the rich think that making someone’s life harder is considered “help.” Have you noticed that trend lately? Help the poor by taking from them, but help the rich by giving them more. But our citizens experiencing homelessness already have nothing, and the Ban essentially takes away their last shreds of dignity. It limits their ability to sleep. They are forced to choose between sleeping in a well-lit place where they cannot use a blanket and are persistently told to “move along,” or under a bridge or in a dark alley where they can use a blanket (until caught) but where they are much less safe from violence. Either way, they are prevented from getting enough sleep, which “may raise risk for, and even directly contribute to, the development of some psychiatric disorders” (www.health.harvard.edu/newsletters, “Sleep and Mental Health”, July 2009). Contrary to what those that were behind this law want you to believe, there are not enough beds and services for the homeless as promised, and the Ban has actually made life much worse for homeless people.
When we were considering where to move the boycott after The Palm reversed their position, a lot of businesses were discussed. Then we looked closer at the businesses with which we had been communicating. One -- the Tattered Cover Book Store -- stood out as a business that should know better than to support the Ban for moral reasons, and we were genuinely saddened they had not withdrawn from the Downtown Denver Partnership after seeing how much our homeless citizens are suffering because of it. So, we approached them again by email to no avail. We went and met with them to no avail. We heard pretty much the same arguments from them as we did from Snooze and The Palm. Then, we noticed that they were actually benefiting financially from being a member of the Partnership, and that not coming out against the Ban was purely a financial decision. The Tattered Cover has FOUR new locations opening up at the Airport. Would that have happened if they had split with the Partnership over the Ban? The timing of these new book stores and their inexplicable reluctance to leave the Partnership led us to only one conclusion.
Since announcing our boycott at Tattered Cover, we have been criticized over it for many reasons. The most frequent arguments are that they did not testify for the Ban, they are a beloved institution, or that they are “David versus Goliath.” True, they did not testify before City Council in favor of the Ban, but they did “vote” for the Ban with their wallet by paying membership dues to the Partnership before and after the Ban, even after being well-aware of the harm the Ban is doing to our homeless community they claim to care about. They may even be a beloved institution competing against “Goliath s,” but does that excuse their partnering with an organization that created, pushed and supports such inhumane treatment of the most vulnerable population for which the Partnership claims to be the caretakers? If you think it does, then perhaps you should take a long, hard look at yourself because you have probably lost touch with your humanity.
Our homeless citizens are someone’s brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, sons, daughters, nieces, nephews... They are living, breathing human beings with feelings, desires and dreams. Most have fallen on hard times or suffer from physical or mental issues. Some have even chosen to opt out of the way of life imposed on them by society. Does this mean they don’t deserve to be treated as humans? Does this mean they are disposable?
With the way our economy is going and the widening wealth disparity in this country, by choosing to not help our fellow homeless citizens, you may just be choosing to not help yourself in the not-so-distant future. What goes around comes around.
I am a relatively new activist of less than two years. One of the first actions I ever attended was the very first boycott for the “Urban Camping” Ban back when it started at Snooze. In the rush of learning about all the issues I had previously been oblivious to, I lost track of it for several months until I ran into Janet Matzen at another meeting. She reminded me and everyone there about the ongoing boycott to end the Ban, and I started coming again. Though at that time I cared about the homeless issue, there were a couple of incidents that showed me just how important this fight is.
One day a group of people came out after eating. They were obviously rich. As they passed, I offered them a flyer on why we were there, which they ignored. I said, “Don’t you care about the homeless?” To which the older woman in the full-length mink coat turned around and said in a snooty voice, “I don’t care.” She was so callous and, being the sarcastic person that I am, I thought, “Oh, she’s just mad that she can’t wear her human baby skin coat out in public.” As appalling as this and other encounters were, there was one that changed my life.
As part of the boycott, we fed, and continue to feed, homeless people. Quite a few came to get some food, but one, in particular, caught my attention. I noticed a young girl, maybe 18, walking towards me. She was obviously homeless with disheveled strawberry-blonde hair, an innocent face, worn and dirty clothes and no shoes. She was crying and looked directly at me and said, “This isn’t fair. I’m so mad I’m homeless.” At that moment, the only thing I could see was my own sweet daughter walking toward me with disheveled hair, dirty clothes, no shoes and crying. My heart broke imagining that not only was no one rushing to help her, but the people waiting for up to two hours outside Snooze to pay for their over-priced pretentious food were looking down their noses at her. I was so overwhelmed that I went to my car and just cried.
After Snooze reversed their position and opposed the camping ban, we began boycotting The Palm Restaurant, where we endured being called every name in the book, being harassed, police intimidation, targeting and even violence, and, for the pièce de résistance, I was even threatened with rape by one of their employees. This was all while we were being accused of being homeless (as if that somehow made us less and justified how badly they treated us), of being paid to protest (not one of us is) or that we were making a mistake boycotting them because of how much money they contribute to homeless causes (by donating, they are really just paying for the right to make homeless people disappear).
We heard a similar story from Snooze about how they “help the homeless,” and we hear the same argument from the business we are boycotting now. I guess the rich think that making someone’s life harder is considered “help.” Have you noticed that trend lately? Help the poor by taking from them, but help the rich by giving them more. But our citizens experiencing homelessness already have nothing, and the Ban essentially takes away their last shreds of dignity. It limits their ability to sleep. They are forced to choose between sleeping in a well-lit place where they cannot use a blanket and are persistently told to “move along,” or under a bridge or in a dark alley where they can use a blanket (until caught) but where they are much less safe from violence. Either way, they are prevented from getting enough sleep, which “may raise risk for, and even directly contribute to, the development of some psychiatric disorders” (www.health.harvard.edu/newsletters, “Sleep and Mental Health”, July 2009). Contrary to what those that were behind this law want you to believe, there are not enough beds and services for the homeless as promised, and the Ban has actually made life much worse for homeless people.
When we were considering where to move the boycott after The Palm reversed their position, a lot of businesses were discussed. Then we looked closer at the businesses with which we had been communicating. One -- the Tattered Cover Book Store -- stood out as a business that should know better than to support the Ban for moral reasons, and we were genuinely saddened they had not withdrawn from the Downtown Denver Partnership after seeing how much our homeless citizens are suffering because of it. So, we approached them again by email to no avail. We went and met with them to no avail. We heard pretty much the same arguments from them as we did from Snooze and The Palm. Then, we noticed that they were actually benefiting financially from being a member of the Partnership, and that not coming out against the Ban was purely a financial decision. The Tattered Cover has FOUR new locations opening up at the Airport. Would that have happened if they had split with the Partnership over the Ban? The timing of these new book stores and their inexplicable reluctance to leave the Partnership led us to only one conclusion.
Since announcing our boycott at Tattered Cover, we have been criticized over it for many reasons. The most frequent arguments are that they did not testify for the Ban, they are a beloved institution, or that they are “David versus Goliath.” True, they did not testify before City Council in favor of the Ban, but they did “vote” for the Ban with their wallet by paying membership dues to the Partnership before and after the Ban, even after being well-aware of the harm the Ban is doing to our homeless community they claim to care about. They may even be a beloved institution competing against “Goliath s,” but does that excuse their partnering with an organization that created, pushed and supports such inhumane treatment of the most vulnerable population for which the Partnership claims to be the caretakers? If you think it does, then perhaps you should take a long, hard look at yourself because you have probably lost touch with your humanity.
Our homeless citizens are someone’s brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, sons, daughters, nieces, nephews... They are living, breathing human beings with feelings, desires and dreams. Most have fallen on hard times or suffer from physical or mental issues. Some have even chosen to opt out of the way of life imposed on them by society. Does this mean they don’t deserve to be treated as humans? Does this mean they are disposable?
With the way our economy is going and the widening wealth disparity in this country, by choosing to not help our fellow homeless citizens, you may just be choosing to not help yourself in the not-so-distant future. What goes around comes around.