Don't look, see!

So I am strolling up the avenue on my way back from my lunch break. Along the way as per usual are various and sundry folks asking for change. I arrive at the corner just behind three women – two with gray hair – only to hear one say “You know, I love my city, I pay taxes to keep it clean and orderly, I don’t need to see that. That shouldn’t be allowed.”

The “that” she was talking about was a homeless guy sitting on the corner holding up a cup for spare change.

She was actually offended that the man was right there in plain view. Where would she have him go? At least this way the “problem” is visible.

Then again, if we don’t see it, then maybe it doesn’t exist.