Tuesday, November 26, 2013

South Bay Plaza

   It was another trip down memory lane today as I went in search of a Walmart closer to me than El Cajon. On the city's bus trip planner, a Walmart was indicated in the Chula Vista area, but from the instructions given it seemed like quite a hassle to get there. For a few weeks I had put off going to this particular one just because of the difficulty. Well, today I looked for it again on the trip planner, but then decided to find my own route to it. I have to laugh because what I found was so simple and convenient,  I can't for the life of me understand why the city's trip planner website didn't know. The bus that goes right in front of the shelter I'm staying at goes right in front of the Walmart I was looking for.

The Walmart is on Highland Avenue, a main road running north and south. Back in the day it was the main road with most of the shopping centers, restaurants, etc. My mother's high school is on this road, as well as the Dairy where my grandfather worked the last years of his life. And during those years my grandparents lived in a cottage on the Dairy property.

When I found the Walmart, I also discovered that across the street is the South Bay Plaza. When I was a child, the South Bay Plaza was the place to shop (when visiting Grammy). There isn't much recognizable about the Plaza now, except for the general layout of the buildings - twin shop strips running parallel to each other with a common area between. Back when my grandmother worked as a secretary at the public school, she used to dress up on Washington's Birthday as Martha Washington, (long before Washington's and Lincoln's day's were combined for "President's Day"), and she walked around the Plaza with "George", talking to the shoppers. I never really knew the cause of her dressing up for the occasion. I am assuming she did this as an educational project of the school.   


I remember going to the South Bay Plaza to watch Santa Claus "fly" in. Such promoters, thinking they've come up with a creative idea, really don't understand how disappointing it is for true "Claus" believers to watch as Santa flies in on a helicopter (helicopter = not impressed when expecting reindeer. People always seem to under estimate the importance of Rudolph to the whole Christmas mystique. It was perhaps just a year or two later, at the same shopping center that I wised up to the whole thing. I wasn't disappointed or saddened, as some kids are. Actually I was quite proud of myself for figuring out that Santa wasn't real. That was about 45 years ago. Now, like most aging shopping centers, half the stores sit dark and empty, and most of the stores that do exist are low rate discount types.

To me, South Bay Plaza was more than just a shopping center, it possessed qualities I just didn't find at other shopping centers - perhaps just the quality of memories, but that was certainly enough. I'm sure it won't be long before the whole thing is torn down and something better replaces it. That's how things go, nothing remains the same.

Awards And Sour Grapes

Recently, some groups have been giving out awards to different homeless advocates.  Nope, I was not among the receivers of awards, but then, I know I'm not really deserving of any award.   I see too many other people doing a much better job of advocating for the homeless.   The thing is, these advocates, who are much better advocates than myself, aren't receiving any awards either.    Instead, the awards are going to people who happen to place themselves in a way that gets them noticed.  Even worse is that the groups giving out the awards know little or nothing about homelessness or homeless advocacy.  Instead they base their decisions on bad or misguided information.  

Rarely is the biggest mouth attached to the most knowledgeable brain - in homelessness or any other field of endeavor. 

The, quality of a homeless advocate should not be determined by the number of twitter posts they make, nor should the number of meetings he/she attends.    Any group or person wishing to recognize a homeless advocate for his/her work, should be knowledgeable concerning homelessness themselves.   And, should rate advocates based on true effectiveness, not name recognition.
 

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Plagiarism Will Not Be Tolerated

I did a quick check and found several instances of my blog posts being copied, in whole or in part on other websites.  One such violation was on the website of a 501 (c)3 organization that supposedly helps the homeless.  Another violation was found on a website that "helps" people write their term papers.   I checked 5 of my blog posts and discovered that all of them had been plagiarized at least once.   

ALL OF THE CONTENT ON THIS BLOG IS OWNED BY ME, AND NO ONE MAY USE MY WRITINGS AND OTHER WEB CONTENT WITHOUT MY EXPRESSED PERMISSION.   THIS APPLIES TO EVERYTHING, PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE, THAT I WILL PRODUCE FOR THE INTERNET OR OTHER OUTLETS.

REMOVE ALL CONTENT, THAT I CREATED, FROM YOUR BLOGS, WEBSITES, WEBPAGES, ETC IMMEDIATELY OR FACE LEGAL ACTION. 

IF YOU ARE READING THIS, OR ANY OF MY OTHER INTERNET CONTENT, ON WEBSITES OTHER THAN HTTP://THEHOMELESSGUY.BLOGSPOT.COM PLEASE CONTACT ME IMMEDIATELY.

Thank you.

Saturday, November 9, 2013

Update

I have spent the past two days off the internet and most of the time away from the computer - I did watch The Croods. night before last, on the laptop.

I didn't really miss the computer.  Last time I was online the wifi was horrible, my computer was really slow and it caused me to delete my most recent post - only out of frustration because the computer would not respond with I pushed "enter" I ended up pushing 'enter" too often.

I need to change my routine.  The last one I tried failed miserably.   I have the capacity, now that I have a laptop and "word" program, that I could be writing books and selling them on amazon.  I need to do that and stop messing around with facebook and other internet stuff.  And this laptop is adequate for my needs though I do wish I had something lighter to carry around - a tablet with a keyboard.  I need to get a good cheap used bike but still not sure where to find one.  Craigslist doesn't help.

I'm still living in the Tent.   For the first time since I moved to SD, the fog rolled in heavy into the harbor yesterday evening, so much so that fog horns were used.   Like train whistles, but instead of a warning "here we come" fog horns say "here we are"  fog horns are mournful and low.  train whistles are hyper and high.   both tell a distant story.

I did finish reading "The Good Earth" by Pearl S. Buck.  Of such quality it won both a Pulitzer Prize, and the Noble Prize, for literature.    It reveal human nature unapologetically and without judgment.   If you are open to it, the book will teach you something about life and about yourself.  I recommend it, but only to adults who would not be so traumatized by the harshness of life that the book does not shy away from.