Homeless People and the Bluetooth

This marks the beginning of publishing heavier pieces in the "afternoon edition" of The Literary Brothel. Seriously. -KV

HOMELESS PEOPLE AND THE BLUETOOTH
Charlie Luzon

I used to think that if you gave some of the homeless people who talk to themselves an inoperable Bluetooth, they would cease to frighten pedestrians. You wouldn't know if they were talking to themselves, or engaged in an intense debate with another person about the conspiracy of unicorns running the world. And you wouldn't be so scared.

On the bus the other day however, a homeless man wearing a Bluetooth began ranting and raving, not about unicorns. The other riders were frightened, and I wasn't feeling so safe myself. He got off and shouted his way down the street, much to the relief of myself and the other passengers.

Turns out, the Bluetooth didn't matter. Insanity overpowers a cell phone accessory. So much for that theory.

Perhaps we had nothing to fear. Perhaps what we need in this country is better education for those of us who encounter people with mental illnesses. Or at the very least, perhaps we need better mental health care for our fellow citizens. Aren't we all Americans? How is it that a president with Alzheimer's ruined it for the rest of us? Shouldn't have he been more sympathetic?

These questions - and more - may remain unanswered.

-CL