We had good results with our system, and even saved money with it... less desperate people, healthier society.
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Finland Has Found an Ingenious Way to Fight Homelessness
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The “more complicated, traditional model” is norm in the US, yet public housing never came under the restrictions the Newt Gingrich Congress imposed on welfare, food stamps and Medicaid after the Republican Party swept into power upon their “Contract with America,” 1995. Each city’s housing authority (PHA) makes its own rules—which vary from “forget about ever getting an apartment” in Miami, Florida, where the available units are passed down in black or Cuban families who enjoy benefit of official corruption generation to generation, to liberal policies found in Minnesota or Utah.
Of course weather plays a role. I doubt I could survive a winter outdoors in Finland; they’re bad
enough here in Utah. After 1996, homeless single men were allowed to get rooms (with shared bath) or studio apartments in some projects, especially in northern states that get cold—Bismarck, North Dakota regularly sees -20˚F nights in January and they can’t leave guys out in the cold as Miami can. A diagnosis of severe mental illness usually brings Social Security eligibility, food stamps, Medicaid and housing. But without this, only access to housing, and only in some cities, awaits those who lose their homes.
But even Miami’s
not Africa or India. Religious charities such as the Salvation Army run centers that combine workhouse (a thrift store industry which funds it) with individual and group counseling, chapel attendance, pass privileges to 10pm and recreational outings to Miami Hurricanes college football games, Miami Heat basketball, the Pat & Phillip Frost Art Museum and Wolfsonian (Florida International University), Sea World and airboat rides over the Everglades, a sea of grass and turtles, alligators, frogs and mangroves.
I got to go to the Glades and to a Florida Salvation Army retreat in the northern part of the state when I lived at the Miami center. I worked in the sorting room with a black lady called “Miss Betty” who treated me well. Unfortunately, she developed a circulatory disease in her legs and had to retire.
I’m retired, too, having lost the use of my right leg from nerve problems occasioned by hypertension, now treated with drugs and lifestyle changes, thus at pasture on disability. But I still get around pretty good. I was an autistic boy. As I can speak and write (English only), a miracle of God seems to have intervened for me—as it will for
anyone who wants off booze, out of the sketchy environments where alcoholics drink, away from the criminals one associates with and the thefts one commits. I don’t do those things today.
The Mountain States Colorado, Utah and Arizona boast strong economies and it’s easy to make friends here, obtaining vital personal supports. I worked in a restaurant and then a phosphate plant as a junior engineer before retirement in 2017. I live in a senior citizens’ building with a majestic 9th floor view of Great Salt Lake, America’s version of the Dead Sea. Due to 4500ft continental elevation, summers are hot, winters snowy and subject to cold snaps.
Best wishes