Crazy Dazed

The drug addled homeless guy who took a push broom and destroyed a window of my trailer while I was absent from the campground has provoked strong emotions in me. I am pissed and perplexed by the act. I pity the guy who was arrested, transported to a homeless shelter and cited to appear.

Why was he in my campsite? What prompted him to break a window through which he could not enter my trailer? 

Many of the homeless people who stay in the area remind me of the rodents who have overrun the campground. They are feral and survive by their opportunistic predations. They contribute little if anything to the general welfare but have as much right to life as any other sentient creature. No one wants to have any interaction with them. But, they can't be ignored.

The squirrels undermine the vegetation, carry disease and chew through automobile wiring. The homeless frighten campers, trespass and steal. Both squirrels and the homeless are not responsive to efforts to control them, but require management for the betterment of the campground.

The inexplicability of a random act of violence is most unsettling. It challenges one's assumptions about homelessness, petty crime and drug abuse. It is an inconvenience, a perturbation and inexcusable.