Lindsay, Tennessee and Jose, three hapless souls who didn’t escape the Fire.
A conflagration, ignited by fear, suspicion and hatred suffocated Lindsay, Tennessee and Jose and bought about their demise
…mainly because Lindsay, Tennessee and Jose …were among the despised.
And the Ghost Ship still lingers after smoldering timbers have dimmed.
The Privileged sparked attitudes sets feelings ablaze, burning animosities that flicker with hatred and scorn.
There will be no concerts for 79 year old Jose Campos found dead in a driveway of the housed…
There will be no Crowdfunding for 27 year old Lindsay McCollum and Eddie Tennessee Tate…the two tasting and feeling the Fire from the muzzle of a deadly weapon.
Plumes of indifference…ridicule…seeps up from
WHERE ARE THE FUNDRAISERS…WHERE ARE THE CONCERTS…WHERE IS THE NATIONAL OUTPOURING OF SADNESS and SYMPATHY? Where is the pageantry in their Honor of….
these three beautiful HOUSELESS Souls whose lives were Lost?
WHERE IS THE RED CROSS!?!
Huddle together in makeshift warehouses…of tiny homes/box shelters/tents…are consumed in a holocaust of indifference
…ridiculed
neglected.
No memorial will be dedicated
nor erected…for Lindsay, Tennessee and Jose.
These three houseless denizens will only be just a blip on the media radar, overshadowed by the latest INFERNO
demonization of the houseless
Weren’t Lindsay, Tennessee and Jose struggling artists?…the harsh, dangerous streets being their canvas
Terrible injuries and painful experiences a permanent part of the canvas and yet, containing all the possibilities life had in store for them. Yes they’re… artists. life as Art and Art as Life.
And The Ghost Ship still lingers after smoldering timbers have dimmed.
