No, I am not serious…but a current thread here in the OT forum got me thinking.
52 years ago, after separating from the military, me and my trusty, but old, BMW (9 years old, 7th owner) jumped on a passenger carrying freighter in Norfolk, VA, and headed off to Spain, for the start of what ended up being a 14,000+ mile (8 month) ride that ended in Thailand/Laos/Malaysia. Much of it was on dirt roads, where when dry dust splashed up on your feet like water from puddles. eventually sold the bike in Bangkok after another 8 months or so, and changed to boats, trains, airplanes, but that’s another story…
Once I got east of Athens I started running into con artists and beggars supreme. Fact of life at that time; maybe the same today. Like anything else in life, the more you experience the more you learn and understand.
No offense meant to any Indian members participating here, but India was the apex for the “professionalism” of the begging trade. I still have sad memories of beggars laying on a street corner appearing to be passed out with a bowl near their heads for donations. Worst memory is of a guy with a severe facial deformity where his teeth were showing all the time. And others with deformities that were likely not natural. Enough said.
So for years now I see people at traffic lights here in the US looking for a handout. But what do I notice? Usually they are wearing half descent (or better) clothes. They look relatively clean (or better). They are not skinny( so well fed). AND they are usually wearing nicer shoes than I have on. They also walk with a spring in their step.
My advice:
Play the part!
Get some really old clothes,
Rub a little dirt or makeup on your face,
Find some old shoes,
Put a stone in one of your shoes so you walk like you have a disability,
Look sad, like you REALLY ARE down and out…
I suppose I have a bad attitude. My life experience is showing through…hard to change…
In the tone of that other thread, I guess I must be a conservative! LOL…
52 years ago, after separating from the military, me and my trusty, but old, BMW (9 years old, 7th owner) jumped on a passenger carrying freighter in Norfolk, VA, and headed off to Spain, for the start of what ended up being a 14,000+ mile (8 month) ride that ended in Thailand/Laos/Malaysia. Much of it was on dirt roads, where when dry dust splashed up on your feet like water from puddles. eventually sold the bike in Bangkok after another 8 months or so, and changed to boats, trains, airplanes, but that’s another story…
Once I got east of Athens I started running into con artists and beggars supreme. Fact of life at that time; maybe the same today. Like anything else in life, the more you experience the more you learn and understand.
No offense meant to any Indian members participating here, but India was the apex for the “professionalism” of the begging trade. I still have sad memories of beggars laying on a street corner appearing to be passed out with a bowl near their heads for donations. Worst memory is of a guy with a severe facial deformity where his teeth were showing all the time. And others with deformities that were likely not natural. Enough said.
So for years now I see people at traffic lights here in the US looking for a handout. But what do I notice? Usually they are wearing half descent (or better) clothes. They look relatively clean (or better). They are not skinny( so well fed). AND they are usually wearing nicer shoes than I have on. They also walk with a spring in their step.
My advice:
Play the part!
Get some really old clothes,
Rub a little dirt or makeup on your face,
Find some old shoes,
Put a stone in one of your shoes so you walk like you have a disability,
Look sad, like you REALLY ARE down and out…
I suppose I have a bad attitude. My life experience is showing through…hard to change…
In the tone of that other thread, I guess I must be a conservative! LOL…