Focusing resentment on homeless shouldn’t be name of blame game
I’M sanctimonious. Arrogant. Stupid. I have a brass neck.
These are the more polite things I’ve been reading about myself over the last few days, all because I posted something on social media. Of course, I am all of those things, to some degree. (At least, when I asked my nearest and dearest how anyone could possibly believe those things about me, all I got was raised eyebrows.)
