On Tue, 11 Feb 2014 08:43:21 -0500, "F.O.A.D." wrote:

On 2/11/14, 8:27 AM, Poco Loco wrote:
On Tue, 11 Feb 2014 08:04:06 -0500, "F.O.A.D." wrote:

On 2/11/14, 7:43 AM, Poco Loco wrote:
On Mon, 10 Feb 2014 18:52:41 -0500, "Mr. Luddite" wrote:

On 2/10/2014 5:38 PM, F.O.A.D. wrote:

I had *no* idea you righties were university and professionally trained
case workers with at least bachelors degrees in social work and intimate
knowledge of the plight of the homeless gained from your years of
working directly with hundreds or even thousands of homeless folks.
Perhaps you should get on the lecture circuit.


There you go again assuming that a specific degree is required to make
fundamental conclusions based on experience and common sense. It's
amazing that so many parents can successfully raise and guide kids for
18 years without benefit of some advanced degree in child psychology.


Raising a few rug rats doesn't equate helping the homeless.


Helping the homeless has a prerequisite that raising kids does not.
The homeless are required to *want* help.

Play an imaginary game. Assume you have a bus with 50 seats. You drive
to an area know to be populated with homeless men and announce that you
will transport them to a shelter where they will receive food, clothing,
job training and employment assistance to acquire a job.

How many men do you think you would have to ask in order to fill up the bus?

~~crickets~~

I had a feeling this would go unanswered by our resident almost-psychotherapist's assistant.


Too hypothetical for an answer. You understand hypothetical, right?

Hee-hee!



Since I haven't designed and run a study that would investigate the
question properly and scientifically, and since I haven't read any such
studies, any answer I might give would be nothing more than a wild-assed
guess.

It's an interesting posit, though. Isn't that sort of how you entered
the military...you were promised food, clothing, training, and a
paycheck? Why, I'll bet almost everyone who received that "Report for a
Physical" letter got on the bus, right?

But, hey, go ahead and cackle.

Not quite. I had a nice, fun job when I got my letter. Wasn't camping on the streets.

Don't you just hate it when someone asks you a question, the answer to which you can't provide
without blowing your argument right in the ass or looking like a fool?

That seems to happen a lot to both of you.