Sin City Part 3 - The Mission to Fuck Criss Angel

Keif' Richards

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Hello my fellow miscreants. I´m reporting to you live from Las Vegas, NV. I´ve had the pleasure in my stupid, foolish life to experience some of the most beautiful places in the world. I´ve gotten to walk around Ankor so jammed I was asked to leave. I have been to a Kiss concert in Manchester, NH so jammed that I was asked to leave. I´ve walked the streets of Istanbul, so jammed that I was ¨asked to leave¨. Well, times change and I´m not getting nearly as jammed, nearly as frequently. I´m unable to function as a full-time junkie at my advanced age. I guess I picked a bad time to stop doing Heroin, because now I´m in this shithole. If a city can indeed be ¨alive¨, then that means necessarily that a city can also be ¨dead¨. Las Vegas is a dying city. It is a model that a charicature artist has redone over and over, using the previous charicature as the guide for the next one. Vegas is a bad joke and the punchline is that life is fucking depressing here.

They say that the Luxor is haunted. I had some time to kill before I had to be at work. I don´t have any money to speak of, so I stick out like a sore thumb in these places. They say that Criss Angel lives in the very top of this ridiculous, Egyptian-themed cum 90´s cultural abortion casino. I walked the main atrium. Being that the building is a literal fucking pyramid, they have these special Wonka-vator contraptions that operate diagonally. Do I dare step into the elevator? Surely the Criss Angel penthouse isn´t so easily accessed. Come to think of it, he probably just teleports. Mindfreak. I have many goals in my life right now. I have dreams of getting my driver´s license and getting a shitty car. I also have dreams of having enough liquid income to court Criss Angel´s attention. Lots of random people die/commit suicide in this place. The atrium is practically made for it. I can only imagine that the magic field emitted by Criss Angel´s dark arts have some kind of effect upon the hotel,

I´ve been doing casework at the Rescue Mission herre in the city for a couple of months now. They have been busting up homeless encampments it seems every other day. We are seeing people coming in in waves. We now have people sleeping on every open floor space in the mission. We were not prepared for this influx of people. We ended up with both a bed bug infestation and a ringworm outbreak within the same week. These people cannot be adequately cleaned or quarantined. It´s a fucked up situation.

The law in Clark County is something like: it is illegal to sleep outside in public spaces if there are ANY beds available at ANY shelter in the county. Conservatives I speak with in the course of my work (the fire department, lots of EMT´s, cops of course) think this is a great humanitarian victory. In reality, we do not remotely have the resources to provide safe, hygienic support for these people. The outbreaks of infectious conditions is troubling. It means nobody wants to stay outside. Naturally, people do not tolerate sleeping with bed bugs and god knows what. They leave to sleep outside. I hear the next day from a friend/acquaintance that they were arrested for what amounts to ¨Vagrancy¨ to use an older term. To put this in perspective, there was one guy who was allegedly arrested and he hasn´t been seen for over a month; not at the mission and not been seen by his people on the street.

There are a lo of really fucked up rumors that have gathered steam. One of these rumors is that homeless people are being murdered/abducted with impunity by who the fuck knows. I´m not actually living out there with these folks and I only get to see them briefly at night. However, it is pretty much not questioned by any in the homeless community that people are disappearing. People have stories that are frankly a little chilling. Some say it´s the cops. Some say it´s red-blooded Americans trying to take back their streets as vigilantes. Who knows. At this point, I find it hard to deny based upon the convivtion with which these people believe. People are afraid of the police. I´m not saying they dislike the police, hate the police, resent the police; people are afraid of the police because nobody knows what the fuck is actually happening.

I´ve been staying at the shelter in the office which is quarantined from the rest of the shelter. Alternatively, I stay with my coworker Jill. We have an arrangement that I´m not going to get into, but we are surviving and working together. We do not make a ton of money. I make 25/hr as does she. She is relatively new to Nevada as well and we have joined forces and that has helped me get acclimated to this place. I´m only just now beginning to get comfortable here. We have goals now. It looks like if we combine our resources, we could be in a decent place near our work that isn´t terrible.

I understand we are in tough times right now. I see it everyday with my clientele. Their state gets worse every day. I don´t believe anyone should be wearing clothing infested with bed bugs that is worn until it disintegrates. This is America. I only hope that we are able to come together and find a way to love and understand one another. We have to find a way out of this partisanship and stop fighitng and start working together. The planet is dying and we have literal retarded/satanic-pedophiles running our country. I don´t claim to have the answer. I just know that people need support. I needed plenty of help just to get to the relatively low level of functionality with which I live my life. I´m grateful to God and everyone who has been there for me. It´s for that reason that I have the will in my heart to be there for the peope who are still out there struggling.

I´m making a vested effort to get back into the forums. Plase forgive me fam. I´ve been adjusting to this new place, a new job, new relationhips with new people and it´s all a lot. As I get a little more comfortable and used to the day to day, I have more speace available in my brain. For now, I´m going to try to find an app that can teach me magic the same way Duolingo taught me Spanish. Itt´s unlikely that someone as magical as the Mindfuck himsef would take notice of someone as un-magical as myself. This is my own Harry Potter story, just with more drugs, more nudity and more hookers.

-Keif
 
It’s hard to believe times haven’t always been like this. But it can’t have always been this bad? Driving home from work today I pass a certain underpass/intersection that is a hotbed of misery. I’ve called ems on multiple dead people there. Today I saw a woman with a shaved head wearing only a shirt, no bottoms waving her hands in the air screaming about something religious. And a guy with one one leg and gauze wrapped around his foot in a wheelchair shooting up. And 2 people busily engaged in meth related hyper-focus digging into the dust obsessively with sticks. And of course the usual panhandlers who are desperately trying for eye contact and a sign to come up. And their faces contorting with rage when I look away and not so subtly check my locks. It all goes on as if it was always this way.
 
Yes @SeekingOblivion it´s hard to believe there was once an epoch of time in which camping tents were not set up on Main St. When I was a kid, growing up in urban Massachusetts, I saw fucked up shit. You could identify hookers, crackheads and the like. Well, what do you know, apparently a lot of those people were living indoors somehow, as they certainly weren´t sleeping on the sidewalk.

People have different attitudes toward the homeless everywhere I go, which is to be expected. In Vermont, your ability to display liberal political views was directly correlated with your social standing. You approved of gender-reassignment surgeries on unborn fetuses if you knew what was good for you, you fucking bigot. The homeless were bathed in fonts of love, understanding and hope. Then the fundraiser ends, the gift bags litter the streets (the $10 McDonalds gift card removed; the toothbrush, deodorant, comb and nutritous snack are discarded).

The adults are often horribly, horribly disconnected from the realities facing the homeless. They have exactly zero actual experience with navigating life as a homeless person or an addict. In Truth, they find the addicts to be utterly disgusting and hard to look at. They feel guilty for having these feelings. They drop a $20 bill in the donation box to cancel out those feelings.

I AM LIBERAL IN EVERY WAY. To have a person like myself tell people that their ideas are too radical means your ideas are too radical. I love human beings, but I´m sorry, you have to produce something to have a place in this world. That ¨something¨ could be ¨anything¨.

If you can give a guy an apartment, medical coverage, pocket money for cigarettes and free wifi, can we not demand ~4 hours of volunteer work per week from that person? Can we not demand that that person enroll in at least one collee class at any given time? You cannot given an entire class of people literally everything for nothing and somehow expect hardwork and ingenuity to just happen spontaneously.

Vermont was destroyed by liberal morons pandering to the extremes of their party as opposed to solving problems practically. If you give a non-addict everyting they need to live for free, no strings attached, it would be pretty hard to get them back to the ¨work for your money¨ model of existence. Now, if you take a severely addicted person and set them up with all of these things... fuckin forget about ever getting them back.

I talk to lots of people, or I used to, in Burlington. For many of the homeless engaged with the welfare state, they now look at their day as ¨flying a sign at the intersection to get money for drugs/nicotine¨ as ¨work¨. Everything is paid for, but the ¨old grind¨ is just going and flying a sign. This is just so fucked up, as these people actually begin to think of this as ¨work¨ when really, they are taking money that someone else already worked for.

I´m sorry, but the legislature really failed these people. Addicts, homeless, mentally ill, they require assistance to get them back into normal life. When you just give these things away to people... it´s like the ¨give a man a fish or teach him how to fish¨ proverb working in reverse.

In Las Vegas, especially around the strip where my work is, they do their best to keep the homeless out of sight. I´m not sure exactly how they do it, but somehow, entire boulevards of the strip are essentially free of homeless people.

The homeless people here are not taken care of whatsoever. They are treated like detritus. These people wear clothes that are so old, you watch the clothes slowly turning to threads then disintegrating. I smell clients on a regu;lar basis - I swear, just the smell hitting your nose makes you wanna start crying, cause you know every person that they interacted with that day, found them too repulsive to even smell. We have a policy at my spot that you have to shower if you want to sleep there. I think that is an awesome rule.

Anyway, the lights of Vegas are far removed from the realities of the lives just off the strip. The cops are feared by most. It´s hard to know what the truth is, but I hear stories. Like I mentioned previously, there is a big conspiracy that the homeless are being disappeared or worse. It could be the cops, vigilantes.. maybe just drunk conservatives. My clients talk about getting arrested arbitrarily just to sit in classification for 72 hours or more to see a judge then get released.

I had a conversation with several clients the other night. We were talking about bein in jail with extremely low bail. I had different people relay stories. One guy was in jail for almost 3 months and he only needed $100 cash to get out. Can you imagine? He is a human being. Even if he is an addict. He still told me how much he thought of his kids, how he missed Christmas etc. all so the state could hold him for $100. If you want a single situation that sums up how this society treats the homeless... there you go.

It´s my bliog anyway. I´ll ramble as much as I damn please. What day is it? Am I supposed to be at work?
 
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