Surpassing Third World Corruption A woman stood alone in a library computer room. I walked in and asked what she was doing. She explained she worked for a private college that had rented the library room until their new premises were built.
She said they taught “Counselling and Business”, but that her students for that morning had “stayed in bed”.
I went back into the main body of the library and found one student who had gotten out of bed, but was preoccupied with debating her boyfriend about whether to complain to the Council about someone who had “boxed me in” in the carpark. He was indifferent.
Eventually, the reluctant student ambled into the computer room and began that morning’s course. The instructor read a greetings spiel from a piece of paper to this class of one. Within an hour the lone student had disappeared and she was packing up for lunch.
There was a fat Chinese man that used to hang around the Arndale Centrelink office. He offered $10,000 government loans for courses that came with a free Tablet. Repayments weren’t required for the loan until the borrowers’ incomes reached a certain level. Most welfare people had no expectation of ever reaching this level.
Centrelink told the Chinese man to get off their property so he operated from the footpath where he obtained hundreds of signatures for the loans. But the courses turned out to be fake courses. How can a person learn to be a “Counsellor” in eight weeks? The new debtors got their Tablets and either did the courses and discovered they led nowhere, or simply signed up and didn’t attend. Others found to their dismay that the same courses were offered free from other government departments.
This program cost the government billions of dollars, but was little more than a transfer of welfare money to business interests at the expense of the underclass. It was a gigantic rort that would leave politicians and bureaucrats in corrupt third world countries green with envy. 15 May 2015
Grumpy Graham back at St Bede’s Drop-in-Centre
Grumpy Graham back at St Bede’s Drop-in-CentreGraham isn’t really grumpy; he’s humorously grumpy. Last Tuesday was his first visit in 2016. He used to have long grey hippy-style hair, but now has short hair. Liam pestered him for a smoke so Graham gave him some tobacco. Then he gave more to Wayne. When the wind blew it from Wayne’s hand, he chased it along the concrete.
One elderly diner got a cortisone shot in her hip then fell down on the street. Two men helped her up. She was previously frightened of men, but that has lessened with old age.
The free clothing display is greatly depleted. Liam couldn’t find a pair of trousers that fit. His income after SRF fees is about $60 a week, which buys little more than a pouch of tobacco.
Safe Successful Sam got a final warning at his Fullarton rooming house: no more smoking in bed or he’ll be kicked out. Perhaps Safe Sam is smarter than we give him credit and he is engineering his return to Semaphore. He is certainly too smart to act like the man at Crazy Cottage who was ordered to leave when caught smoking in his room once too often. That tenant then smashed up the room and made threats and was taken away on a stretcher by the Star Force anti-terrorist police who had surrounded the building and closed off Carrington Street in the city.
St Bede’s diners talked about a ten-dollar co-payment for doctors. One man said he had so many illnesses that he would refuse to pay and instead sit in his doctor’s surgery until treated. He said they’d have to “get the cops to take me away”.
Mr Moonboots showed me how he pulls apart the components of laptops then fits them into other machines. He brings two laptops loaded with games each week that are mostly played by J-Net’s brother.
Ken Bechaz the Preacher served cereal and bacon and eggs to the diners then shot through like a Bondi tram. St Bede’s Drop-in-Centre 200 Military Road, Semaphore Tuesday and Wednesday mornings 8:30 - 10:30am Quality breakfasts, scheduled free hairdressing, table tennis, small amounts of takeways, occasional free used clothing, good social scene that is friendly to people living outside. 15 May 2016
The busker’s critic
“You’re not very good,” a man told The Busker while he was singing.
“That’s because I’m retarded,” he responded.
“You shouldn’t say that about yourself,” the critic re-joined.
“I should give up; I’m not good at it,” the busker said. “Well, have a nice day,” the critic said. 14 May 2016
(above) Dean "Thurston" Howell from Orange Sky Laundry with Jane from Mary's Kitchen outside the St Andrew's Uniting Church-at-the-Sea in Glenelg, South Australia.
Orange Sky Laundry in Adelaide
The gleaming orange Volkswagen van was parked in front of the main steps of the Uniting Church on Jetty Road at Glenelg. It was available for homeless people to wash and dry their clothing without payment. The operator was Dean “Thurston” Howell who showed us how the system operated.
The 27-minute washing machines faced the back door while the driers were inside next to a tank of water. A rooftop generator was strong enough to power all four machines. The control system was under the front seat. It sent operational details to head office via Wi-Fi.
Orange chairs and white laundry baskets were outside the van. A homeless man was inside Mary’s Kitchen having soup and buns, but didn’t use the laundry machines. In fact, no one used them last Tuesday evening as the concept of a free mobile laundry hasn’t sunk into the collective mind of the homeless community.
It could be experienced as humiliating to be seen sitting on orange chairs on a city street while one’s clothing is being washed and dried in a brightly coloured van.
Times and locations of Orange Sky Laundry service. Sunday in front of The Hutt Street Centre from 9:00am - 11:00am Monday in front of The Hutt Street Centre from 7:30am - 9:30am Tuesday at Mary’s Kitchen in front of the St Andrew’s-at-the-Sea Uniting Church on Jetty Road, Glenelg from 5:30pm - 7:30pm Wednesday in front of the St Vincent de Paul Homeless Shelter at Whitmore Square from 9:30am - 12:30pm Thursday in front of St Luke’s Church at Whitmore Square from 11:30am - 1:30pm Friday outside the Food Barn at Elizabeth Anglicare Mission on Elizabeth Way, which is across from the police station, from 10:30am to 1:30pm. 14 May 2016
Heart and Soul survives EPA inspection
“Someone dobbed us into the EPA,” Emma Zahim said while speaking for seven minutes through an electric megaphone to the eighty people assembled in the darkness. “That person might be here.” She added that the “EPA lady” had been to inspect them and was so impressed with the food and the behaviour of the clients that she didn’t need to stay for the whole thing. The crowd cheered.
Emma Zahim said the rumours that the volunteers get first pick of the best stuff was wrong, adding, “My volunteers get what is left over.” The crowd cheered again.
Ms Zahim held up the box of tickets that determine at random each person’s position in the queue, but the wind grabbed the box and dumped them onto the puddled ground. Not missing a beat, she shouted: “Everyone stand behind me,” and a queue formed body-to-body in a breathtaking five seconds. It made the food queue at the Salvation Army look like a bunch of amateurs. It also gave me the shivers: it appeared choreographed.
The “dollar food” was sold first, but the free food was of higher quality than that given away two weeks previously. This was subsequent to someone alerting this website about its low quality.
What kept me awake that night was the speed that the queue had formed and how those at the end of the queue found the dropping of the ticket box a joke. One man spoke of Emma as if she were a saint and how anyone who “played up” was excluded: no second chances.
My mind went back to the Heart and Soul people last year telling me that their service was primarily for women. On that night, there wasn’t a single male over 15. And how access to their FaceBook page is currently restricted to those who apply for membership with photo I.D.
Heart and Soul appears more a cult church rather than an open free food service. But there was no outward discrimination against anyone: the ticket system is fair and unbiased. 14 May 2015
(above) It's an irony that each night Australian homeless citizens find protection amongst foreign backpackers in this Semaphore South carpark.
(above) Up to sixty mostly European backpackers sleep along the Semaphore waterfront each night. They leave the place clean, don't make a noise, spend money and add a certain charm to an already nice area.
John Nash still in the fridge
The Vitamin Derelict asked MP Stephanie Key’s office to help him get his brother, John Nash, out of the morgue and cremated. He said her staffers were useless.
The Births, Deaths and Marriage office won’t issue a cremation permit because they say the Will is in dispute.
John Nash’s wife died before him and he didn’t want to leave anything to his daughter so he left it to his granddaughter providing she could reach the age of 30 without becoming a drug addict, an alcoholic or a gambling addict.
John’s daughter allegedly wants some of the estate for herself and is therefore disputing the will.
The Vitamin Derelict suspects there are lawyers in the mix who are trying to extend the case as long as possible. He dislikes lawyers. 13 May 2015
Fred’s Van at Gawler Place
Last Friday, the Life Christian Centre people served sandwiches and rolls; sausages on bread; plastic containers of rice and vegetables; sugary buns, excellent cherry tomatoes from Woolworths; fruit; tea and coffee.
Father Christmas grabbed 8 punnets of tomatoes. When a server told him she’d seen what he was doing, he thought, “Oh, oh,” but the woman then passed him the last three punnets so he got 11 in all.
Life Christian Centre does Fred’s Van on Mondays and Fridays and tends to offer a more lavish array than the St Vincent de Paul Fred’s Van, but both groups combine to operate the number one food service in Adelaide for people living outside.
However, the cheese and salad rolls were soggy last Friday because the buns hadn’t been properly covered with margarine. 13 May 2016
Saturday at the Salvation Army Captain Matt Reeve yelled from the verandah at Erin the volunteer who tried to break-up, but then became involved in a street fight between a man and woman. The Captain walked Erin west along Pirie Street to remove him from the fray.
The police arrived and questioned the man and woman separately. The man disappeared while the woman returned inside of the building. She was no shrinking violet, but they both seemed decent people. It was only when they sighted each other that they turned nasty.
Someone said they lived in a carpark near Pole Position, the new name for CheckMate strip club. It was better they fought outside the Salvation Army with de facto referees present than alone in a dark carpark.
Due to the bulk of swags and blankets on the verandah, just one long table was set up. When I was sitting there, a homeless woman whispered, “Don’t you have a home?” She was hinting that the verandah was now homeless territory.
I couldn’t blame her. She had the high moral ground. Saturday is a social evening for everyone. Most guests live in buildings, but for those homeless and sleep deprived, they just want us gone so they can sleep.
But the verandah was also a refuge from the noise of the popular Quiz happening in the atrium and transmitted into the cafe area by the unnecessary loudspeakers.
All in all, it was a peaceful evening with little drama and therefore therapeutic as most guests have been traumatised and don’t want to be further injured psychologically by witnessing beatings and injuries.
As the staff were leaving at 11:30pm, and the lights were going out, the real activity began on the verandah as campers arrived from the street and swags were laid out. 13 May 2016
Macka’s real name
It was Michael “Macka” McEvoy who was stabbed to death at Gilles Plains and for whom 41-year-old Leanne Prak has been charged with murder.
More details on Michael at a later date as well as the man in Crazy Cottage who wouldn't come out when demanded to by the police, then did come out on a stretcher. 4:00pm 11 May 2016
Semaphore Warren feeds cat
Centrelink stopped Warren the Hoarder’s Disability Support Payments.
He was short of food last week due to the loss of income. Telstra Malcolm said Warren spent the last of his money on food for his cat.
The cat likes Warren the Hoarder’s house because it is crammed with junk that provides many places to hide. Humans aren’t as impressed as they have to walk sideways in the hallway.
A section of the welfare bureaucracy is capitalising on hoarders by declaring them mentally ill and deserving of treatment, and saying that their stuff should be loaded onto rubbish trucks. 11 May 2015
Therapy Cat seeks agent
Piano Player Wayne’s Therapy Cat is seeking an Agent to represent it for movie roles. The Therapy Cat was on Channel 7 and 9 recent, and mentioned on Nova FM.
Wayne has raised the ire of the public by taking the Therapy Cat for walks on a leash down Rundle Mall.
Piano Player Wayne hopes the Therapy Cat will double as a Cash Cow. 11 May 2016
Keeping Them Honest
“I wonder if the Salvation Army ask questions about where the 30 kilograms of Chocolate came from, and if they are aware that there spy cameras can be used as evidence for the charges of possession of stolen good.” from “Keeping Them Honest”
Editor: The man has arrangements with various retailers to take products that have reached their Best-By date. However, some things come out of commercial rubbish bins an hour or so after they’ve been dumped. 11 May 2016
"Keeping them honest" replies to Editor
"If you believe that is true you will believe anything" Posted 21 May 2016
Plaza Hotel in Hindley Street
A tenant said he treads carefully on the landings to avoid crashing through the floorboards and down onto the lower floor. He said the trick is to step on the stronger section of the flooring.
He also said the Plaza Hotel has a peculiar kind of rat. I asked what kind. He said "The Plaza Hotel Rat". 11 May 2016
Lance Armstrong’s wet documents
Lance was at Fred’s Van telling The Ghost Who Walks about the documents he stored in a walled gazebo in his back yard. He set up the gazebo because his little Housing Trust unit isn’t big enough to store his archives.
Each time there is a storm the documents get wet then never fully dry out. The next storm soaks them once more. Lance plans to do something about this in the future.
The Ghost had trouble empathising with Lance’s predicament. Lance responded by telling The Ghost he’d just wasted two minutes of his life. The Ghost said Lance is a comedian. 11 May 2015
Macka's memorial service
A memorial service was held at the Hutt Street Centre yesterday for Macka who was stabbed to death last week at Gilles Plains. 41-year-old Leanne Prak was charged with his murder. Late 10 May 2015
From the Contact Page Correction
“Hi, Just to correct the erroneous statement made that a cameraman rolled up to film for Ruf Us.
“Ruf Us had previously canvassed those we love and support for this event to happen. Representatives of Ruf Us were unable to speak with those there on Saturday before a person was spreading unfounded allegations as to why filming may potentially take place.
“Only 2 people objected when explained to why this was potentially happening.
“The reason being a documentary to highlight the myths and stigmas around homelessness, not to emphasise the work of Ruf Us. Ruf Us is keen to hear from anyone whom we have supported if they do not wish the injustices regarding homelessness to be put before a wider audience, potentially this then bringing better understanding and change of attitudes.
“AJ” (Aileen Jefferis) Posted 10 May 2016 Editor: The filmmaker was not clear about his editorial approach despite being asked repeatedly. Were we to be involved for the purpose of once again telling our "sad stories" or was it for another purpose? This wasn't clear, but from observing him using the camera amongst us it seemed we had become unwilling extras in his project. However, others were willing subjects and were happy to be interviewed. They were happy that someone was finally listening to them.
(above) Freshly baked scones with cream and jam prepared by Shannon and Piano Player Wayne for the Forever Hopeful Voices choir at St Luke's church at Whitmore Square. Wayne says that food for the underclass should be fresh.
(above) The scones were baked by Shannon in the St Luke's church kitchen. She owns a sheep station near Yunta.
Politically correct laughing for men
It is incorrect for men to lower their voice an octave when laughing. Guffawing is definitely not the way to go in this new age of behavioural proscriptions.
The correct way for men to laugh is to raise their voice an octave so it becomes a high-pitched giggling. In speech, to emphasise a point, a man must raise his voice to a squeak of indignation.
Mandatory subjects for career women are that men have it better than them. The higher the salary a woman receives, the more indignant she must be about this differential.
A career woman’s speech must be aggressive on the verge of rage with each sentence ending with an exclamation of how fulfilled she is working 12 hours a day and having strangers bond with her children.
Softly spoken, beautifully voiced women such as Lauren Bacall, Elaine Moore and Cecile the tribal woman living in the Adelaide CBD parklands have escaped these choreographed speech and thought patterns. 10 May 2016
(above) Green potatoes two weeks ago from Heart and Soul in Elizabeth. Their free food last night was much improved.
(above) It wasn't simply the age of these biscuits from Heart and Soul two weeks ago that made them taste so horrible. It was probably hot temperature storage during the summer. Benevolent workers should not help people self-poison themselves.
Busking in Adelaide
“Why did you take a photo of my missus?” a man demanded of Lee the Busker on Hindley Street, followed by a string of invective.
“What makes you think I took a photo,” Lee responded. “Because you’re a “f****** c****,” the man snarled. “I’m a police officer and I’ve recorded you digitally and it’s been sent to the Hindley Street police station,” Lee responded. “Aaah,” the man exclaimed and he and his wife ran down the street.
Lee said he took a video of the woman because she stood near him with her ghetto blaster on full bore while he was trying to sing. 10 May 2016
“Towards Independence” man back on streets
The man said he had no hard feelings against the Salvation Army, but it was over, “Big time”. They’d had a blow-up and now he was living on the streets again. Flinders Street to be exact.
He was sad. He tried to get a mini bank loan and was treated with disdain. Outside the bank, he punched a solid object and wounded himself.
He’s off his medication, perhaps wisely, and says his mind has cleared; his eyes have opened.
He tried to get a place via Street-to-Home, but they won’t deal with him as they say he’s still tied up with Towards Independence.
Over the past year, he’s tried hard; his presence doesn’t exactly energise a room, but it raises the vibes.
But he’s sad, now, and in the darkened streets one night last week he lugged his bags to one of the haunts that only the poor know about. 10 May 2015
(above) The Hutt Street Homeless Centre at midnight. It's kept empty every night by the salaried employees who return to their warm homes while those they claim to help sleep in the wind and rain in the South Parklands. But at least management allows a few people to shelter on their front verandah, etc.
Piano Player Wayne spends night in hospital
Wayne was taken to the Royal Adelaide Hospital with chest pains as he feared his heart was giving out.
Last year, Wayne had a big toe amputated after the Therapy Cat bit it and it became infected.
Wayne says he doesn’t expect to live to 50. 10 May 2016
Market Day at Salvation Army One man from the Kingslea Apartments in Glenelg North said he got up at 4:00am to be first in line for last Friday’s free food day. A thin Chinese woman who speaks perfect English was near the front with him.
Mrs Judith Telstra made her presence known by walking up and down the queue giving certain individuals the evil eye.
Mrs Nicole Brewer also walked down the queue multiple times delivering sandwiches of cheese, Mediterranean lettuce and ham followed by Styrofoam cups filled with green cordial. She thanked us when we plonked the empty cups back on her tray.
Compressed marshmallow spread was the most talked about product on offer. Some thought: “How good is that?” Others asked, “How bad is that?” There was also “Just Organic” cacao powder plus raw cacao powder plus organic cacao nibs all within the Best-By date and donated due to incorrect labelling.
Dented tins of good tomatoes and other products were followed by elderly salad dressing, elderly Cruskits and slightly less elderly Tim Tams, the last two items at pallet quantities.
There were also deflated packages of potato chips without MSG, Aboriginal bush tucker candy bars, slightly flat Diet Coke, good flavoured sparkling water without sugar, decent fruit and vegetables, good bread and another 20 items. The staff were exemplary as usual.
The only weird thing of the morning was that nothing weird happened. 10 May 2016
Free bakery products to right group
"Hi I've got a bakery and would like to donate my leftover goods to a charity/church etc. We are open 7 days a week and have things like breads, cakes hot pies etc. At the moment they are going in the bin. You would need to be at the bakery 30 minutes before we close to pick up. Call me if you know of anyone who may be interested. Pick up is in Tea Tree Gully."
A filmmaker caused some discontent when he set up his camera without asking permission from us. He said he wouldn’t use footage of us, but we said we didn’t want to be in it anyway. We moved away, but soon the lens was pointed towards us. He’s making a film about Ruf Us.
Brian the ex-miner was there, but Nicole wasn’t because she had to look after her two children.
AJ gave a sleeping bag to the man who was escorted twice last week from the Coles building in Rundle Mall. She didn’t have any hand sanitizer for an old man so John from New Zealand went to his stranded van and returned with a bottle that he gave to the old man.
Ann arrived with her dirty clothing to be washed by Orange Sky Laundry, but she was a day early. That a mobile free laundry service for homeless people finds a market outside the Hutt Street homeless centre shows how far that organisation has strayed from the concept of helping homeless and underclass people.
The Ruf Us food was hot and included some vegetarian dishes in aluminium containers with foil and cardboard tops. The ex-cop on a walking frame aroused comment when he got a young homeless man to bring him six bottles of AJ’s free bottled water. Another homeless man commented on the ex-cop: “He lives across the road and signs every petition to close Hutt Street down yet uses the services every day. And what does he need bottled water for?”
Possibly due to the filmmaker, no one stuck around for the usual post Ruf Us conversations except one woman who animatedly carried on a loud conversation with herself though by late evening she was back to her normal self. 10 May 2016
From the Contact Page
Correction from Aileen "AJ" Jefferis
“Hi, Just to correct the erroneous statement made that a cameraman rolled up to film for Ruf Us.
“Ruf Us had previously canvassed those we love and support for this event to happen. Representatives of Ruf Us were unable to speak with those there on Saturday before a person was spreading unfounded allegations as to why filming may potentially take place.
“Only 2 people objected when explained to why this was potentially happening.
“The reason being a documentary to highlight the myths and stigmas around homelessness, not to emphasise the work of Ruf Us. Ruf Us is keen to hear from anyone whom we have supported if they do not wish the injustices regarding homelessness to be put before a wider audience, potentially this then bringing better understanding and change of attitudes. “AJ” (Aileen Jefferis) Posted 10 May 2016
Homeless man smacks tourist
When a foreign tourist took a photograph of a man sleeping in the parklands, he jumped up and hit him.
The tourist called the police who explained that there weren’t any witnesses to the assault and that it was against the law to take photographs of homeless people without their consent.
No charges were laid. This is what the camper said. 10 May 2016
(above) The house of Jungle Phillips on Marion Road in Plympton Park last week before the rains began. His fans hope he'll be back at his easel very soon.
A day in the life
She dipped her fingers in the cup of barista coffee then flicked the froth onto the small white Laminex table. She lifted the cup then dropped it back onto the table. She likes to do this. An elderly soldier wiped up the liquid before it spilt onto the floor. It was 9:30pm last Saturday evening at 277 Pirie Street, Adelaide.
A few minutes later her frail emaciated body was wedged like a stuffed wind sock into the crack where the glass wall meets the verandah floor. A hat covered her face; someone had covered her with a thin blanket.
Quite soon, she got up and walked west along Pirie Street. Earlier that morning at the Armageddon Barbecue, she was yelling and screamed in an old woman’s voice. It was eerie as if another person had inhabited her.
“Another Emma,” someone said, as if Emma has become the benchmark in self-harm. But this woman hasn’t the determined unremitting violence towards herself as Emma did, which offers some hope. 10 May 2016
When The General Speaks...
General Cox of the Salvation Army in Britain is coming to Adelaide in September to sort out the amalgamation of two administrative areas. He’s coming to Adelaide rather than Melbourne or Sydney because this is where the Army began in Australia. 10 May 2016
Old man sleeping on footpath outside the St Vincent de Paul Homeless Shelter
A man slept on the footpath at Whitmore Square last Saturday afternoon. With him was a candle, an empty wine bottle and four loaded black rubbish bags. Five metres further was a vacuum cleaner.
He woke up at 1:30pm then walked over to the fountain in Whitmore Square and washed his face and filled his water bottles. When the wind arose and a light rain fell, he put on a coat and hunkered down at his footpath home.
What was significant about this event was that no one acted as if his behaviour was unusual.
Meanwhile, across Whitmore Square in front of St Luke’s, a man and woman pushed their hugely overladen supermarket shopping trolley towards Sturt Street and the South Parklands.
At night, people sleep under the fig tree in the southeastern corner of Whitmore Square, in front of the Salvation Army and around St Luke’s despite the Gang of Nine closing the courtyard.
Yet the huge cream-coloured apartment building nearby has remained empty for years. And sections of the St Vincent de Paul Night Shelter, like the hallways and courtyard remain empty every night.
The general population has become habituated to people sleeping outside while knowing that the government and charitable housing associations keep houses and units empty for months, even years. This is the new normal. Late 9 May 2016
Jungle Phillips incommunicado
Jungle’s high front gates on Marion Road were locked last Friday and he isn’t answering his phone. The unscreened front windows of his house remain open.
Jungle is Adelaide's leading naivest painter, better than that guy on Sturt Street. 9 May 2016
Helen hasn’t been seen since entering hospital for surgery to repair her eye socket allegedly broken by a man from Victoria named Shannon. 9 May 2016
Ruf Us major event
Ruf Us is holding a makeover event this Saturday at about 9:00am in the Parklands near the intersection of Hutt Street and South Terrace.
It may be similar to their joint makeover events with Life Christian Centre.
Everything will be free as always with Ruf Us, which doesn’t receive a cent of government funding or have any paid employees. 9 May 2015
(above) In a smart and benevolent business decision, Xpress-O coffee shop in Flinders Street, Adelaide (near Hutt Street) encourages patrons to purchase a suspended coffee for people without money.
(above) The best aspect to Xpress-O Coffee Shop in Adelaide is the respect they show those who access their free suspended coffees.
No show at Whitmore Square
Busha and Tina weren’t at Whitmore Square on Saturday after lunch. They’ve recently begun a free vegetarian food service. 9 May 2016
News from Semaphore
The man with urinary incontinence was mocked by others at St Bede’s Drop-in-Centre so Jill and Mrs Moonboots talked to him privately without resolution. He can’t understand it’s a problem; he won’t use a washing machine. Instead, he throws away his clothing every month.
Trish, the free hairdresser was down from Murray Bridge. What a bonus for people from the Supported Residential Facilities (SRF) with no money for haircuts.
“Support” for them means the SRF’s take nearly all their welfare money for a shared room and board; the Public Trustee rakes off their administration percentage; medication takes a little more; and a pouch of tobacco takes the rest, leaving them begging for nearly everything else they use.
Bags of women’s clothing were also brought in and an elderly woman with scraggly hair from the hippy era took 15 items that she sells to friends.
One homeless diner was from the Armageddon Barbecue in Hurtle Square. He’s got a steady personality like a war veteran who has seen everything.
The new tobacco tax will hit the SRF people. It’s easy for self-righteous politicians and others to pass judgement on them, but psychiatric medication puts people in an excruciating limbo, and smoking is one of the few enjoyments left for them. One St Bede’s volunteer said that tobacco tax is a tax on the poor.
Safe Successful Sam is doing well in his new rooming house in Fullarton, but wants to return to Semaphore and The Port. 9 May 2016
(above) Greg Calder, former Manager of Street-to-Home psychiatric agency in Adelaide.
Remembering Street-to-Home Manager Greg Calder's assault of 2006 Click Here
Living in car: no viable alternative
A young man living in his car amongst foreign backpackers in a Semaphore South beach carpark sees no escape from this life. He says that high rents preclude him from anything except horrible share accommodation. He’s on DSP, but not housing waiting lists.
He is resigned to living in his car, but is scathing about those who live in houses, but go to homeless joints.
His viewpoint is valid because housed people edge out the homeless at nearly every homeless joint. Welfare workers prefer housed people because they require little support yet meet the funding criteria as being “at risk of homelessness”. It’s a scandal.
It’s also an irony that the man must hide amongst foreign backpackers to be allowed to sleep in relative peace in the suburb in which he was born and raised. 8 May 2016
Three hours wait at Norwood Centrelink
A disability pensioner went to the Norwood Centrelink office to update his claim.
An employee wouldn’t talk to him and directed him to use their phone to call the Centrelink call centre. He sat on the phone for nearly three hours when the line went dead.
He returned to the counter where an employee fixed the problem in 20 seconds. That’s what the man said. 8 May 2016
Can Collector withdraws $10,000
Instead of being a victorious day after a disciplined period of saving money, the Can Collector discovered his bank wouldn’t return his money. They called the police instead. The officers and bank staff took him into a cubicle where they demanded that he explain how someone on the dole could save that sort of money.
He explained that he collects cans and junk and food from rubbish bins and this allows him to save his dole cheques. They weren’t impressed and wouldn’t hand over the money.
They said he’d have to wait four days and that the numbers of the bank notes would be recorded and their destination tracked. He told them the destinations would be Harvey-Norman and a person selling his old Mercedes car.
Meanwhile, the day after the can collector told me of his experience, I went to a large Commonwealth bank branch where the ATMs had been removed except for two machines, and one was broken. An employee of 28 years told me they were trying to discourage people from using cash. “We’re going to a cashless society,” she said. 8 May 2016
Don Dunstan Foundation spruiking “Social Inclusion”
The Addressing Homelessness Conference on Thursday August 4, 2016 is titled Home is where the heart is: Building Hope for Mental Health and Recovery. The discussion amongst the elite will begin on the premise that living outside causes mental illness, and that most people living outside are mentally ill. The second part will discuss how government and community housing authorities can collaborate with psychologists and psychiatrists. In practice, this means that housing will be denied to homeless people unless they agree to allow their medical records to be accessed by welfare housing bureaucrats and social workers, who will use this information to issue behaviour modification controls. The housing authorities in return will pass personal details of a tenant’s social and living arrangements back to the medical and psychiatric people who will then determine their medical intervention based on this information. This plan is broadly a continuation of Social Inclusion and will be camouflaged with vague terms and meaningless platitudes that will disguise what is really happening. The actual conference will be held at a venue not frequented by homeless people and tickets will be priced prohibitively high to limit participants to bureaucrats whose entry will be paid for by the government, or with community housing bureaucrats, from the rent of the underclass tenants. The conference will end with a networking session amongst bureaucrats who for the most part will be drinking alcohol. That night, like every night, they will retire to their comfortable homes while those they pretend to help will sleep in the winter weather in the Adelaide CBD parklands. 8 May 2016
Lighter Woman 2
The attractive flash of flint against striker in the darkness belied the intent of the little woman holding a lighter at her waist and moving fast towards me.
She moved into her preferred attack pattern―close to her target for quick undercuts―but instead of holding the burning lighter under my chin like at our last encounter, she swung her fist past my face, saying, “You better not be talking about me.” 8 May 2016
Stale food at Mary’s Kitchen
The Turkish bread from the takeaway room was mouldy. An old lettuce wasn’t rotten, but rubbery with an unpleasant taste. The baby corn was brown, not yellow. The apples had the spring and texture of a memory pillow. Food should be checked for quality before being offered to underclass people.
Lynn is a new woman in the underclass scene. She asked various guests to take in a homeless man for the night. This was his first visit to Mary’s Kitchen.
But an old hand said this so-called homeless man had a place to live, but stayed with other people to “scope” their houses for later break-ins.
Lynn worked as a nurse for decades, but is naive to the homeless scene, which is plagued by predators.
The vegetarian soup was excellent. Numerous staff were missing so those in attendance did an exemplary job, apart from the stale takeaway food. 8 May 2016
Feeling the heat
I felt the heat on my skin before my brain realised that her arm had flashed forward and she held a burning lighter under my chin. In another flash, she pulled the flame away then said, “Stop talking about me.” 7 May 2016
(above) For the purpose of survival, tribal people in the South Parklands learn the intricacies of their city environment just as they learnt everything about their desert environment.
Plymouth Brethren hold back on the Coke
Conforming to their healthy food policy the Rapid Relief Team had limited supplies of Coke and other fizzy drinks in preference to their own branded bottle water. They don’t seem to believe in tea or coffee, either.
The food was identical to last time: hamburgers with cheese and fresh tomatoes and salad vegetables with a variety of sauces plus pepper mill and rock salt grinders.
Most of the 70 guests were men including Aboriginals who withdrew to a secluded area at the front of the building. Others included David Keogh, Lance’s brother, Olec from Kyrgyzstan, Minh from the Mekong, Joylene’s extended family, Shane from St Bede’s, a dozen people from a Semaphore SRF and a woman on a bicycle who didn’t “look welfare”.
The Port Adelaide Wesley Uniting Care mission didn’t put enough plastic chairs outside so guests were sitting and lying on the concrete. Ross the Social Worker got them to unlock a door whereupon more chairs were begrudgingly passed out then the door hastily locked from inside. You could feel the contempt.
Later, the financial counsellor told everyone in a loud voice that the financial counselling had been cancelled because she had to write a paper on how to make Aboriginal kids go to school. Not that anyone cared one way or the other on either subject.
The Plymouth Brethren have different staff serving the food each month yet each new group know their catering roles perfectly. But they show little interest in the thought and behaviour patterns of their underclass guests.
Later, the same three men as last month shouted obscene suggestions to the Brethren women, though they weren’t as rude as last time.
Rapid Relief Team (Plymouth Brethren) Hosted by Uniting Care Wesley Port Adelaide 58 Dale Street, Port Adelaide (entry from back gate off K-Mart parking area) Last Tuesday of each month from 11:00am to 1:30pm 7 May 2016
(above) Blanket and water bottles at midnight outside St Luke's Church in Whitmore Square in 2016, after the Gang of Nine stopped homeless people sleeping in the courtyard.
One clever welfare recipient
People under Case Management are habituated to bureaucrats going through the motions of providing a service while doing little more than creating statistics that justify their jobs.
Case Management bureaucrats force clients to sign contracts agreeing to unrealistic and meaningless goals in exchange for a food voucher, or some such trinket. Later, when the goals aren’t met, the bureaucrat accuses the client, implicitly or explicitly, of not keeping his or her side of the contract.
A man with multiple life-threatening medical conditions was visited by two bureaucrats last month. He offered them coffee then one of them went into his back yard for a smoke. Later, the client asked them how they justified being paid for the past year to help him when no improvements to his life had been made.
How could they respond except by blaming him, or by admitting their jobs had little more substance than constructing data spreadsheets representing a series of illusory positive outcomes that don’t exist? 7 May 2016
The role of the bad guy
One volunteer plays the role of the bad guy at St Bede’s Drop-in-Centre. This deceptively frail man uses a high level of verbal aggression against those who speak badly of others, throw cigarette butts on the ground, slop coffee on the floor and burn the outdoor table with smokes.
With him playing “the bad guy”, others are freed from having to “harden up” when a situation becomes difficult.
However, The Bad Guy at St Bede’s maintains a confidentially code of conduct and doesn’t spread gossip about the behaviours of people who have no control over themselves. He is an exemplary Bad Guy. 7 May 2016
Plaza Hotel: Bedbug Central
A tenant at the Plaza Hotel in Hindley Street fears he will be evicted for being the “odd man out”. His problem, he says, is that he doesn’t use drugs or drink alcohol; he isn’t a criminal and pays his rent two days in advance. This makes his landlord nervous, this tenant said.
His mattress is also falling apart, but he doesn’t want to get another one because his old one has been sprayed for the famous Plaza Hotel bedbugs. 6 May 2016
New cook at Chat and Chew
One critic said Rachel is the best cook they’ve ever had, even better than the ex-police woman back in 2002.
Rachel is a real chef. She got married last month. One usually savage critic said she is flexible and inventive in the kitchen. She is helped by Vince the Younger and other volunteers such as John who has collected the dirty dishes for years.
Last week, she prepared a Mexican lasagne with melted cheese and kidney bean paste. This was followed by El Paso Tacos filled with salad, meat and cheese. Dessert was quality ice-cream and something else.
Elaine was there with her long term boyfriend, Trevor. Elaine’s mobility is decreasing year-by-year, but her face looks good and her cognitive functions are fine. Her mobility problems weren’t caused from riding her electric scooter off the platform and in front of a train at the Port Adelaide station.
Ex-psychiatric nurse and now social worker Phil Jones served the meals. He used to drive me home on his own time, when I relied on public transport back to Elizabeth, and was having a bad time with epilepsy.
Port Adelaide Wesley Uniting Care has shrunk the old Chino café even further by replacing another table with new cabinets. Despite being overcrowded, meals aren’t served in the outdoor area, which was abandoned by Chat and Chew diners after some politically correct Nazi bureaucrat banned smoking outside. Rather than changing behaviour patterns, the smokers simply stopped going there.
A lockable doorway has been fitted between two sections of the building so bureaucrats can more effectively institute lockdowns when their interests are threatened.
One diner told Social Worker Collette that improvements could be made if a firing squad culled half the paid employees. Chat and Chew Uniting Care Wesley Port Adelaide 58 Dale Street, Port Adelaide. (entry from back gate off K-Mart parking area) 4:30 - 6:30 pm (Every second Wednesday) Free Main course, dessert, tea and coffee. No takeaways 6 May 2016
(above) Tough man Menary leaves a trace of his mental state at his abandoned camp near Adelaide's West Terrace Cemetery.
A woman sitting under a blanket on the Hutt Street Centre verandah waved away anyone who approached. Stephen Smith arrived from Noarlunga. He was 37 the previous day. He’d walked from Noarlunga during the night. He’s a friend of Trent and says Trent is in Remand because he tried to help someone else.
Another man said he was put on Ritalin as a child. “Pure speed,” he said, adding that “the doctor necked himself, killed himself.”
Just two tribal women were at the Ruf Us breakfast because most had gone to the Armageddon Barbecue, which serves more meat.
Gary empied hundreds of containers of stale Iced Coffee into the Hutt Street gutter, then saved the ten-cent deposit cartons. The fresh Iced Coffee he’d delivered to friends and homeless people earlier. He says he gets better food from rubbish bins and visits soup kitchens only to say hello to friends.
But the Ruf Us food was plentiful and excellent and included ovo-vegetarian dishes and Lindt orange flavoured chocolate. Shaun, Nicol, Old Brian and AJ were handing out the Ruf Us stuff that included toothbrushes, toothpaste, shampoo, toilet paper, tissues. The policeman handed out Krispy Kreme doughnuts while Nicol gave away small packs of toiletries and packs of sachets of tea, coffee, sugar plus spoons and napkins. AJ, Nicol and old Brian cooked the food at home.
Ruf Us recently had to vacate their warehouse with four days’ notice. 6 May 2016
No onions at Armageddon Barbecue
Because it was the fifth Saturday of the month, there was an irregular group serving food at Hurtle Square at 8:30am. They were out of practice due to the few fifth Saturdays in a month.
Sixteen tribal Aboriginals and 25 other people were there including Explosive Melissa who yelled at someone driving along the road. The black fella men and women yelled at each other happily across Pulteney Street.
A neighbour walked by with her old fat dog. The dog ignored the white fellas and went straight to the tribal Aboriginals. They don’t pat dogs like white folk and shooed it away. Explosive Melissa backed away as if it was a killer dog. She kicked pine cones so the dog would chase them. The dog was too lazy to respond, but an Aboriginal man kicked one back and Melissa smiled.
But the food was less than usual. One cook shouted that there would only be one serving per person and that included just fried eggs and sausages, not patties and fried fritz or bacon. And no onions: a cook said they cause indigestion. The ancient old lady scoffed at this.
I had a cup of coffee then left early for Ruf Us. 6 May 2016
Clarifying Robert Hannah
As a sorcerer, Robert summons entities such as demons and other beings from beyond our plane of existence, which is quite distinct from witches who cast spells.
Robert was deemed responsible for those fires at the WestCare units on Wright Street. He was summonsing a spirit entity when a fire broke out in the room.
He is extremely dangerous at the psychic level while pretending to be shy and dim witted, according to Piano Player Wayne, who adds that “Evil has an agenda, got places to be, things to do.”
Robert is reputed to be the nephew of Baptist preacher David Secomb at WestCare. Emma Hines was involved in this scenario. 5 May 2016
Wayne and Emma Hines
Piano Player Wayne said he first met Emma at an Aboriginal Detox joint in Murray Bridge where he was the cook. He later saw her in Sydney and she stayed at his house in Marrickville for a few months. 5 May 2016
Emma Hines 1996-98
"Her life on the Northern Beaches Of Sydney, Manly and surrounding areas in 1996, 1997 and 1998 was a daily battle for her and her fears.
"Looking back at these times, Emma really never had a chance. Every minute of every day someone wanted something from her, and would use her to their own advantage, regardless of what would happen to her. The male that she picked as a "boyfriend" was a deadbeat, who would steal the small amount of money she would "work" for [then] gamble it away, while pretending he was the world’s best pool player, hustling gullible would-be's at the local clubs and RSL's in the area.
"The person that they rented a room from would have Emma "working" in the massage parlour in the same building. The so-called "Friends" that used to hang around Emma used her to help score a hit or 2 for themselves also. These people were much older than she and should have known better, seeing how frightened and timid Emma was. These people should have been looking out for her best interests and not using and abusing her for their own evil greed and gain.
"I once went to say hello and talk with Emma. By this time we were good friends. And found her unable to walk due to the number of clients that had been to visit her that day. She was the "New young lady" at the premises and was much in demand.
"Another time I went to see how Emma was. I had a conversation with the person in charge [of the brothel]. The response went along the lines of: "What can we do about her drug use, we cannot actually intervene and have her committed to hospital, we have no authority to stop her using, so the best thing is that she work for the money to do it," or wording to that general inference. (I suppose the person thought it was better for her to obtain her drugs through people she already knew, rather than just scoring off just any one on the street anywhere.)
"Another day, there were people there at the place. Some I did not know. I worked out [they] were providing Emma with drugs. She went into a bathroom with one or 2 of these people. I was knocking on the door asking Emma to come out to the main room so I could see that she was okay. Eventually the door opened enough for one of the people to squeeze through the opening and I was then informed that she did not want to see me and that I should go. I tried a few more times to see that Emma was okay, but was again kindly told to leave.
"Eventually, I thought it best to go when I could see that the others in the room were not going to help me. I did leave. I can completely understand how Emma ended up in her confused and messed up mental state. She never had a chance to live a "somewhat normal" life, because of the horrid young life she had already endured.
"In the times that I knew Emma, she was naive and it was not within her nature to take advantage of anyone...she seemed innocent and would never do or say anything evil towards anyone, but with this same angelic persona she was able to manipulate the feelings of her male friends, and that would then become the end to the means of getting her own way, especially when the male had more feelings for her than she had for them.
"I too was caught up in this way. I would go out of my way to send flowers to Emma at her "work" place, because I was totally smitten with her. I trusted what she said without a hint of question, and I would usually get dismissed by her, after she was satisfied, not sexually ̶̶̶ In the time I knew her she was not interested in using her sexuality to advantage, of her own accord, she would not instigate anything sexual ̶ things like taking her to get KFC, chicken, or a Pizza, driving her around to see her other friends and dropping her off where she needed to go, always within a small general area, never too far away.
"But she would not be seen out on the street with me because someone might have told her lazy boyfriend, who would then cause trouble for her.
"Late at night, around 9 or 10 sometimes 11pm she might drop by my place, and knock on the door. I was usually always at my rented place. We would have a few drinks, she liked Kahlua or Tia Maria and milk, and would mix it so strongly it would instantly curdle the milk, but we would drink it anyway. It was usually cold at night when she would appear.
"I guess she knew that my place was a safe haven, and that because I liked her so much, and I was not pushing for what I could get out of the situation, that she could be and feel safe warm and cared for, when we were together at my place, which was not very often, maybe she was able to dream and feel that someone really did love her.
"She at one time turned up at my door, and was cold, not feeling well, and just wanted to lay down by the heater and sleep on the floor I grabbed a blanket and covered her up, and we talked for a while, it was this particular time that I asked her if she wanted to go to a rehab place and get off the heroin, and for the first time she said yes, that she actually did want to do this.
"The next morning I asked if she still wanted to go to rehab. She again said yes. I started to get ready to go to the doctors, (I had no idea how to go about getting someone into rehab [as] all this drug taking was not something I was familiar with). Then the phone rang, and it was my work, insisting that I absolutely had to go to work that day. I was torn, and talked with Emma and said that I would have to go to work, and that we could try to get her into rehab the next day.
"I am still to this day ANGRY with myself for my choice of putting work first, but I was only working part time and needed to keep the job.
"I phoned my place later in the morning, and eventually Emma answered, saying her boyfriend had found out the number and was going to get her.
"I rang her boss who I thought was a friend [the brothel operator] and she said she would take care of the situation. Later on I called to find out what had happened, and was told that Emma was in Rehab, and that I was not allowed to see her.
"Later I found out the truth. While Emma was scared at my place on her own, she self-harmed, cutting her upper arm, not sure which side, it was too long ago, and her boss thought that I had done this to her, but I was at work, the story was finally straightened out, but not before the (evil boss) had taken away the bag of items that I had packed for Emma, thinking she was in rehab. As I said, I had absolutely NO idea what was happening. My head was spinning for weeks until I found out the truth. (Emma never went to rehab - she ended up at her boss’s [the brothel operator] house till the cut on her arm had healed.)
"About 3 or 4 weeks went by and eventually Emma and I had the chance to talk, we met up at a cafe and...We were at least friends again.
"I even went to visit Emma's mother [in Adelaide] and talked with her on how best to help Emma. I tried to talk with Fred, but I was late getting to his place, and he needed to go out ̶ I think he thought I was just a guy chasing Emma for what I could get ̶ however Emma had returned to Sydney by the time I went to Adelaide to visit her.
"I thought that I should try to discourage the drug dealers and her "user friends" from being around her, and it seemed that eventually it did make a bit of a difference. That seems to have been around the time that Fred went to Sydney and took Emma back to Adelaide...I had not seen Emma for a very long time, and it was then that I moved away from the area. By this time I had made more than a few enemies in the area. From that time onwards I have scoured Google every once and a while wondering if I would see a Facebook profile for Emma.
"I found nothing until the 2nd of March this year, when I found her obituary nearly 20 years has gone by. I used to look twice at anyone that looked even a bit like her, seeing her everywhere I went, I thought or hoped too, and I had hoped and prayed that Emma's life had been fulfilled, and that she was happy. "I feel that I failed Emma, I pray that she is resting in peace now." Michael 2016
(above) Emma Kate Hines, aged 20 in 1997. The Emma we knew on the streets of Adelaide in 2015 was tired and frightened yet retained her paradoxical aloofness.
(above) Emma Kate Hines 28 April 1977 to 2 January 2016.
Pilgrim Church allows sleepers back
The Pilgrim Church has removed its, “No sleeping; no camping” signs from the back windows. Blankets and mattresses have re-appeared, both under the verandah and in the corner near the hall. 4 May 2016
Wasted Money The Department of Communities and Social Inclusion (DCSI) still hasn’t collated the results from its February 2016 homeless count, according to the public servant in charge of this process.
All the time spent by the homeless joints and government employees to conduct the count were wasted because when the results are finally published they’ll have done another count.
We need to see the results so we can have a good laugh at how ineffective they were at locating us.
But isn’t there anyone in DSCI with a conscience who may be questioning why money is wasted this way instead of being spent on people actually sleeping under tarps in the rain.
DCSI and homeless joint employees have slipped into the same psychological amnesia reminiscent of German and Polish citizenry when the Nazis were working to death prisoners in concentration camps. 4 May 2015
Plaza Hotel Bedbugs
A man and his wife said they have been paying $275 a week for a room at the Plaza Hotel in Hindley Street, Adelaide. He said there isn’t any heating or cooling in the rooms. He said they’re moving into a furnished flat on Salisbury Highway for $240 a week.
I asked him about the Plaza Hotel bedbugs. He said they hadn’t had any trouble with them, but as he spoke he scratched his left arm raw. I looked at his wife and she was rubbing her legs. I started scratching my neck and edged away. 4 May 2016
(above) Homeless camp in the Adelaide CBD Parklands in 2016.
Exeloo Toilet humiliation
An ancient old lady on a walking frame was sitting on the throne in an Exeloo toilet. When the music stopped, the door opened, exposing her to street traffic, and in walked a foreign taxi driver. She yelled at him and he ran out.
We live in a devolving society. 4 May 2016
Not so subtle
“He thinks you smack a woman five times then ask for sex is the way to go.” A woman in the South Parklands 3 May 2016
James the Transvestite
James was kicked out of the kitchen last Saturday evening at the Magdalene Church mission. Wendy and her husband said he was “trying to take over” when the rostered group from Christ Church in North Adelaide was doing fine.
Another person said that James calls the volunteers, including Jesse, “F and C’s”.
James was very unhappy about his exclusion. He said Wendy and her husband had sent a spy to the laneway to eavesdrop on what he was saying. This seemed true. 3 May 2016
Bad volunteers at Salvation Army last Saturday evening
The woman taking orders had her back to the front counter while laughing with the other woman making the coffee who lodged her bum on the edge of the counter holding the coffee machine. A man stood at the back for another purpose. The underclass customers seemed the least important link in the chain.
On other evenings, volunteers face the front counter and direct their attention to the customers, some of whom are life-threateningly desperate. These quality volunteers not just to serve coffee, but to learn how these desperadoes live, and do this without prying.
When people are near death ̶ many people in the homeless scene are so ̶ the focus of a benevolent human is a lifeline held close for the next week.
But bad volunteers become good volunteers when they realise the significant role they can play in the lives how powerful and important they are. 3 May 2016
“There were two Emmas: the good one and the bad one. I was having a shower at Hutt Street, but I left. Emma was banging her head against the light switch.” Hutt Street Centre client Posted 3 May 2016
Elizabeth Seventh Day Adventist free food days
By 11:45am just bread and pastries were leftover. The fruit and vegetables were gone despite the place being open for just 15 minutes. Free clothing was also offered.
The bread and pastries were baked the day before and were beautifully fresh. The receptionist sitting outside recorded the numbers of Health Care Cards then issued a Second Bite number. She invited me for vegetarian soup on Saturdays. Staff inside the food room included meat eaters from Rotary.
Like at the Queenstown Seventh Day Adventist church, the atmosphere felt good and I left the place without emotional injury unlike at some welfare joints where they like to “rough-up” new clients. Seventh Day Adventist Church 20 Peterswool Road, Elizabeth Park Mondays and Thursdays 11:30am to 12:00noon Free fruit, vegetables, bread and pastry products. 3 May 2016
“Mum, we both know that I won’t live to an old age.”
Trent Jefferis, 32 Late 2 May 2016
No knife in Casino?
The story going around that Terry the Gambler pulled a knife on Gay Barrie at the Adelaide Casino probably isn’t true.
Nor was the story that The Cousin’s name was on a list of people to be kicked out.
The ex-Holden welder who lived at Crazy Cottage for six years was last week kicked out of the Casino for three months despite sinking all his retrenchment entitlements and half his superannuation into their pokies machines. That story was true. Late 2 May 2016
Gary-of-the-Streets, not to be confused with Brain Damaged Gary, donated 30 kilograms of Cadbury chocolate to the Salvation Army. He also sold ten kilos to The Ghost Who Walks who gave it to the Viking Can Collector who refuses to get the dole.
Gary-of-the-Streets lived in his Hyundai Excel for a year, but now lives in a Housing Trust unit in Norwood. But in his mind, he still lives on the streets and spends most of his time there. Late 2 May 2016
No knife in Emma death
A reliable source said that the death of Emma Hines last January 2 in Veale Gardens in the South Parklands didn’t involve a knife.
Samples of her body were sent to Melbourne for toxicology tests prior to cremation. However, the cause of death is still not determined. 2 May 2016
Cowboy leaned against the rubbish bin under the eaves of the Arts Theatre in Angas Street one evening last week. He was waiting for the rain to abate.
We reminisced of his days setting up chairs at the Salvation Army on Wednesdays and Saturdays and the often sad state of affairs since his departure.
Cowboy turned 77 last month and continues his jackeroo stock camp lifestyle. If the weak-minded young men living outside in the Adelaide CBD could adopt his disciplined state of mind, then their lives would be healthier and longer. 2 May 2016
Van man’s legal position with Centrelink improving
Centrelink has arranged a meeting with the old sick man living in his van on South Terrace. They will discuss paying him the DSP until their appeal against his successful appeal is finalised. His lawyer said that Centrelink has only once previously appealed a client’s successful appeal, and in that case the client won.
More good news is that his original application for DSP included a dysfunction in his right arm. This means that his progressive Parkinson’s disease may be included as part of his original application.
His doctor increased the dosage to correct the fantastic shaking of his right hand, but the pills made his whole body shake including his head, which wobbling about on his neck as he lay in his stranded van on the edge of the South Parklands.
The next morning, he said that, “If I hadn’t read about the side-effects of the medication I would really have panicked.”
He's been living in his van since last August without an income. 2 May 2016
(above) Piano Player Wayne’s Argentine baked pork sausages with basmati rice, Jalapeno chillies and garlic for the Forever Hopeful Voices choir at St Luke’s church mission. With a dig at the Do Unto Others program at the Salvation Army, he says it’s a myth that homeless people dislike spiced food.
Clued-up Drug Dealer
The muscular clued-up dealer yelled at another man at the Hutt Street Centre. They had walked further down the footpath towards the Parklands when he told the other man to “pull your finger out”.
He returned then talked loudly to himself about the pressures of his life that were a constant worry. He turned around and disappeared into the Parklands. 2 May 2016
Salvo Blocked Toilets
The identity of the culprit who blocks the toilets and messes up the ablution rooms at the Salvation Army in Pirie Street has been discovered.
Regardless, the toilets are usually filthy as there are just four for up to 180 guests in the building at one time. The cafe toilet could be used more effectively and there should be constant cleaning during the long evening.
Certainly, there isn’t a volunteer shortage. Last Saturday, a dozen were wandering around with nothing to do. 2 May 2016
New Whitmore Square food service
Busha and Tina serve vegetarian food and fruit in Whitmore Square from 12:00noon to 2:00pm every Saturday. It comes in plastic containers with a serviette and spoon. It is quality food, not rubbish.
Last Saturday, they served pasta with soya chunks with a fresh seasoned salad followed by apples and bananas with bottled water.
They pay for it themselves, but will also accept donations of food. They bring their two little kids to Whitmore Square. 1 May 2016
Meat eater grabs vegetarian’s soup
Walter from the Kingslea Apartments pretended to be a vegetarian and grabbed the last hot bowl of vegetable soup at Mary’s Kitchen. “I got the last one,” he laughed jovially, while I waited 20 minutes for them to heat up another batch from the freezer. 1 May 2016
Kingslea Apartments in Glenelg North
Warren from these Housing Trust units said that three or four weeks ago the Trust sent around a prospective tenant who took one look at the flat then ran out. No one else has been sent out to look at the flat.
He said other units have been empty for months. 1 May 2016
Claire the Dumpster Diving Queen
“GOING DUMPSTER DIVING TONIGHT AT THE NEWEST ALDI STORE IN ADELAIDE, (PARAFIELD GARDENS)
“Tonight I am going Dumpster Diving somewhere I haven't been before? ALDI's!
“I have done my homework and checked out both the Utube videos and online store opening and closing times/locations of MY NEW BEST FRIEND ALDI! (aka that doesn't mean I shop there!! As a FREEGAN, I try to minimise all PAID transactions to the bare essentials (e.g. water/electricity, fuel/car registration/repairs, mobile phone etc; Essentially, expenses I cannot avoid.
“Everything else (including clothes) I will either salvage from skips outside of supermarkets/large retail outlets (target, Big W, K-Mart, Cheap as Chips etc etc, where I know they regularly throw out items that have are in damaged packets and or have slight soiling (This often include shoes) and or occasionally if there are piles and piles of overflowing amounts of clothes etc, left OUTSIDE of charity bins (I WILL NOT TAKE ANYTHING THAT IS ALREADY INSIDE A CHARITY BIN!)
“I don't divulge with the majority of the population (including my new employer, who has recently seen fit to grace me with six months of employment/ after 18 months of unemployment...........) for obvious reasons, but for those in need, those who are without homes/living rough and for those (like myself) who are NOT homeless, but face the constant daily grind of trying to manage on less and less every day, my secrets are yours to share (and use how you see fit)
“What have i found in dumpters/skips and or on and or around charity bins (NOT INSIDE-I do have my limits on what and from whom i will take)
“Food! Good clean/organic food/luxury items (that i have no ability to purchase as a consumer as i don't get paid enough to buy the majority of products i find for free) clothing, electrical items (including smart phones with minor issues (eg the charger doesn't work/laptops where the power-cord pack is missing, desk lamp where the shade had finger prints on it (Comes off with a bit of spray and wipe???) shoes (including expensive sports shoes) full packets of underwear (bonds underwear seven in a pack, where the plastic wrap is ripped????) Toiletries (toilet paper) soap, shampoo/flea treatments for dogs and cats?/pet food (both tinned and fresh, dog leads and collars (where the price tags have been ripped off???) kitty litter, fertiliser, plastic tarps (still in wrapping) and the list goes ON and ON and ON.
“Clearly, not all this stuff has been found at once and or all on the same night (THIS IS NOT THE CASE AND I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO THINK, THIS IS THE WAY BIN DIVING OPERATES???) Different, stores have different polices etc in regards the storage life and or viability of slightly damaged products etc, so you just need to go with the flow.
“The fact of the matter is NOBODY NEEDS TO GO HUNGRY IN THIS STATE (Adelaide) and neither do you have to ACCEPT CLEARLY SUB-STANDARD FOOD/PRODUCTS AND OR TREATMENT, JUST CAUSE YOU ARE POOR AND ROUGHING IT ETC!! (I clearly remember, a local Church volunteer that works from a small country church to provide food services for our regional needy (which at the time included the unemployed myself) getting angry and aggressive with me, when i refused from her, a bag of CLEARLY ROTTING VEGETABLE PRODUCE (you could smell the rotting potatoes from a km away!) (My resolve was to NEVER GO BACK to that place again!!!)
“I have two university degrees and own my own home (abeit it is small, rundown in a poor neighbourhood a LONG way from the CBD, and i still occasionally go without......
“Well i went without regular FOOD until I DISCOVERED BIN DIVING!! Now i feed myself, and my tribe of pets (of which i have several) in a regular fashion from the BINS! Courtesy of Coles, Woolworths, (soon to be Aldi) and Foodland....
“In fact I eat better now as a middle aged adult than i EVER did as a child (both my parents were mentally, ill, abusive, disinterested and neglectful) and regular meals for their children, was never a HIGH priority.
“That disclosure aside, do YOURSELF a favour and check out what the bin is like OUTSIDE of your LOCAL shopping centre (and lets face, there are enough of them out there?)
“Just do as i do......first? Check the opening and closing times online (and or either just go to the front of the building, its always there usually at the side or in the middle of the main glass doors) Keep an ear open for noises and or obvious signs of staff being present. DON'T EAT anything that is clearly OFF and or CONTAMINATED (be sensible and make your own judgment call) and then go for it my BROTHERS AND SISTERS, AND ACTIVELY WAGE WAR AGAINST THE WASTE THAT HAPPENS EVERY, SINGLE DAY!
“Oh, and don't accept cruddy sub-standard food or treatment, if your being offered crap, then tell whoever is offering it you, so!!
Cheers till next time. I shall report on my experiences at ALDI at a later date. from Claire, aka, the DUMPSTER DIVING QUEEN!
Claire not happy with Aldi
“BACK FROM MY DUMPSTER DIVING FORAY AND I CAN TELL YOU ALDI IS NOT MY BEST FRIEND!!
“Went and visited the new Aldi store in Parafield Gardens (or should I say to check out the bins out the back) and all I can say is that serial jail escaper, Brendon Abbott would had have, trouble getting into these bins! There was some gigantic space ship type compactor (which I am assuming for squashing up cardboard boxes, that looked like the Mothership had landed in Adelaide) and then there was a smaller bin, that I am assuming was for the supermarkets waste? It was surrounded by cyclone fencing and then had a piece of rectangular wire/mesh over the top of the bin, only leaving a small opening? Certainly not big enough get anything major out of........
“(Good one Aldi, more waste to go to landfill!!!)
“So I drove down the road a bit to the local Foodland and pickings were better. (Foodland does not appear as paranoid as Aldi/Coles and or the larger Woolworths, when it comes to bin security etc) and the pickings there were much better. I managed to get FIVE perfectly fine roast chickens with the price stickers still on the packaging ($11.00 each, reduced to $8.99) seems this price reduction wasn't enough incentive for people to buy them at that price) and so I promptly grabbed them, because I can keep one for me (for lunch and dinner tomorrow) and the rest can feed the tribe of 13 (My 12 cats and my 25kg dog) I also managed to get a couple of (still wrapped) sugary buns, a sealed and still cold, family sized packet of bacon and some nice (still in date) hard cheese. So that was a good haul, as far as I am concerned. There was also several (still icy cold) containers of milk, but unfortunately they were all skim milk which myself and the tribe of 13, loathe with a passion!
“So headed back home again via Main North Road and headed back to my fave foodland, where I managed to a couple of still cold containers of sour crème, an expensive (and perfectly untouched block of deluxe 70% dark chocolate, a salt grinder full of Himalayan Pink Salt (The plastic lid on top of the shaker had a small crack in it) three packets of organic hommus (still cold and in date) three pieces of still wrapped and cold Pecorino Parmesan cheese (at a whopping $10.50 per 150 grams!! (No wonder nobody bought it) and a packet of still (icy cold) skinless chicken breasts (which are going to be cooked up tomorrow and then fed to the gang of 12.
“But wasn't finished yet....still had to drop by the last Foodland I visit before I go home (just off Heaslip Road) which is always really good for diary, soft drink and fruit juice. (I also like to leave some stuff that I find outside of the bin for the stray cats that live in the grounds of the winery next door) So I managed to bag a couple of two litre bottles of Adelaide hills Crème on Top Organic Milk (the really expensive stuff) a couple of containers of Crème Fresh (just fancy sour crème but outrageously expensive at $5.00 a serve)two large bottles (of still cold and sealed) Organic Orange and Mango Drink and several smaller bottles of flavoured milk (iced coffee/mocha/expresso etc)
“Happy with my bounty, I loaded up and headed home, where the gang of 13 were waiting for me with R.T.C. (Rubbish Tip Cat) being so happy to see me, he clean jumped over my battered 5.5 metre colourbond fence to see what I had in the back of my equally battered and rapidly ageing station wagon, even before I had got out of the car!
“Feeding time for the gang of 13 is something akin to sharks circleing their pray. Having ALL been discarded at one point or another in their short (and or longer lives) they still behave like every meal on this planet, is going to be their last. R.T.C. is no exception, even though when he runs now his ample belly flap (aka domestic cat flab) swings madly from side to side and he is probably tipping the scales somewhere between 7 and 8kg, there must be some part of his feline brain that refuses to accept that he has a FREEBIE MEAL TICKET FOR LIFE (if something must live off of me, I prefer it to be animal in nature and not human, as past experiences has taught me that animals are better behaved and more grateful for everything you do for them.
“So all fed, (including the dog, who whoofed down all the chicken scraps, bones and all) and now its off to bed for me, (if I can find a bit of space for me to lay down on, cause 7 of the gang of 12 are already on the bed.......
“Happy bin hunting........don't let it all go to waste!!!” Claire, aka the BIN DIVING QUEEN! 1 May 2016
Correction on storm trooper report of 25 April
The ancient old lady woken by a parking inspector and given a ticket says it wasn’t for sleeping, but for parking too long. Her car broke down and her boyfriend went to the Commonwealth Bank to get money to pay for the RAA to replace the battery.
The expiation ticket fine was set aside when the elderly woman provided a statutory declaration explaining the situation. 1 May 2016
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