Yesterday was the first time I've gone to San Francisco with since this little 'spiritual awakening' of mine and since I've taken this Cultural Anthropology class at school.
The city genuinely disgusts me to a large extent - the pollution, the lack of hygiene, and what it does to people who don't have much. I hate driving in San Francisco, it's one of the worst places to drive in and the public transportation there isn't all that grand either. I even quickly caught up to be an inconsiderate driver because that's how everyone else there was - if you wanted to get where you wanted to get to, you have to be aggressive. And if you stay in that kind of environment for so long, I personally don't think it takes such a good toll on your soul. People weren't meant to crowd in places like that for the amount of time they have been there, anthropologically speaking. Granted, I don't mind visiting San Francisco every once in a while, but I definitely can't stay for too long.
If I could be honest, when I used to see all the homeless around San Francisco, I would have thoughts such as 'well, look at how they messed up their lives - that's what they get'. I would give some change time to time, but overall I would think 'people like us are better than people like you'. But the truth of the matter is that I'm not grander than the rest of these homeless. Particularly in God's eyes - sin is sin is sin and all sin is equally as disgusting. So with this new mindset, I actually began to see the streets of San Francisco as heartbreaking, rather than be entirely disgusted by it - not that being heartbroken is any better. I need just as much help as they do. The only difference is our living conditions. It's ridiculously cold there in the winter, yet I can't do much to help and it upsets me.
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