Why I Give Money To Crackheads On The Street

So a night is not complete until I get harassed into submission by a non-white man on the streets on Cincinnati. As always, I listen to his sob story, shake his hand as he introduces himself, claims that he is not asking not money, continues his story that always ends in him wanting money. The funny thing is that I actually probably give money to about a quarter of the people whom I come in contact with. Most of the time its not because I feel sorry for them. I believe I actually have a weird opinion on this...I believe that if you are that desperate to make up a story, befriend everyone that walks by, rap about random words you give him, that you may actually need the money more than I do. Even though I know that they will most likely run down the street to Chris Henry to score some of the finest crack Cincinnati has ever seen, I still somehow give cash to these men. So I guess where I want to go with this is, I want to list the top three reasons that I give to homeless people on the street.

1. The guy starts into some long, drawn out story about how his kid is diabetic, he just got out off jail for going 112 on I71 trying to get his kid out the hospital, makes bail, can't drive anymore, and now just needs $7.31 to take the bus to go see his kid that will most likely die tonight and he finally emphasizes the fact that not all white people are racist because I am talking to him, so....I give him $7.31.
2. They show some redeeming talent or quality about them. Somehow they have managed to beat that old paint drum better than anyone I have ever seen to date. I am captivated by the rhythm, start to clap, and before I know it all the change in my pocket has been throw on the street before them. 
3. They have an adorable dog with them and I feel so bad that this dog has to suffer such a miserable existence with this human that has faulted in enhancing their own well being. So I give money in hopes that he will at least feed the dog and keep the dog alive in an attempt to make more money. Or maybe I'm doing the dog an injustice by keeping him alive, I'll have to contemplate this at a later date

Just a thought about the homeless tonight. The rising number of Obama's brothers is something that desperately needs action. Try to do your part, volunteer, donate to a reputable charity,  do what you can. God I am such a hypocrite. My solution, kick out the Mexicans, give them their crappy jobs, if you don't want to work their jobs then Fuck you, stay homeless.