Even people in poor neighborhoods do actually have choice to move somewhere else but problem is - they don't want to. Nobody likes to move away from what they know and are used to.
Or....they can't move away due to financial reasons. My parents...had to work hard to save up and it took them 6 years to do it before finally packing us up and moving elsewhere.
not my problem. point is - welcome to real world. nothing is ever adequate enough for anybody. nothing is every good enough for anybody.
I lived the real world so did you, with eyes wide open. Hence why nothing really surprises me or fazes me because I have seen a lot, I keep a realistic mind instead of expecting everything to be the way I want it to be.
I keep thinking that you're saying 'What do I care about poor people or their problems?' What I want you to understand is this.....when money comes into play, not everyone can fork it over like some can.
many available options -
1. move to a gated community (money is the issue for some with this one)
2. move closer to police station ( doesn't really work either, some criminals are bold)
3. move to somewhere else (again money is the issue for some.)
4. home security system (Money, I wish there were trees that grew money.)
5. guard dog (I had two that were shot because it was fun for the bad boys and girls.)
6. private security guard (money again)
7. form a Neighborhood Watch group (kind of hard to do in a neighborhood when people are scared to act when in a gang territory)
8. etc. (chances are it is money again)
if none above works for them - well I'm sorry.
I lived the Poor life, and in a poor neighborhood.
The house I lived in was all my parents could afford. Before we moved in, the house was used as a toilet, a crack house, syringes everywhere, condoms, roaches, dead rats, and who knew what else. My parents spent a week scrubbing that house from top to bottom just so that it could be livable for themselves and particularly for me and my two brothers all under the age of ten.
I lived next door to a 17 year old boy who raped me in his parents garage, I was only 11 years old and we still had to live next door to him. What was worse was that he was part of a gang. Which one, we never tried to find out. We stayed away from them and left them alone, Dad feared for us and our safety and feared the ramifications that could have happened had we acted out on some things.
We dealt with drive-bys, car chases in the middle of the night, a few incidences of gunshots in the night. Fights, brawls on the street corners, some were serious enough that people's lives were in danger from an injury.
I can go on and on. I learned how to fight to protect myself ever since I was raped. Still didn't prevent me from being attacked a few more times in the years after that but it was better than lying in a gutter filled with cottonmouth snakes.
Those who are poor have no defense against those who want to cause harm, the police can only do so much in some cities, especially if they are spread so thin. Even the poor can't afford to get things needed to protect them.
I don't know what your history is or how you lived your life, but I would never say "I'm sorry that you are poor and can't live a safe and protected life like some of us." Pity is not the answer, action is and we need it from our government in ALL things we expect from them, we voted them there, we are suppose to demand it.
I live in a safe neighborhood now, but I will never forget where I came from, what I went through, and how I got to be where I am today.
I am not berating you, I am not trying to anger you, because I am not angry myself. Just telling you how it was for me and how it is for some and how it could be for others if this situation with the Illegal Immigrants is not put under control, and other issues as well.