Donald mused about the coats. Here he was out in the Pacific Ocean, ordering coats with a cell phone and credit card, invisibly and by the time they got to their dock, there would be packages waiting for them. Times had sure changed! As he thought ahead, he realized he hadn’t thought ahead. How in the world was he going to get 80 people transported to the lodge and all of the supplies, too? He sighed. Well he had just four more days to come up with a solution.
Bob Perkins of the homeless initiative had his own share of problems cropping up. His man on the ground in LA, Ray Moss, was having a terrible time finding a place to buy for the clinic, which was so essential to this new operation. Any place near the bay came with an exorbitant price. Ray had started looking further away from the Santa Monica Bay. Bob was eager to acquire the property for the clinic so they would be able to go ahead with the homeless solution in LA. He asked Ray to even check to see if they could find several smaller places that were more economical instead of one huge place for a clinic. After getting off of the phone with Ray, Bob popped a pill and washed it down with a sip of his morning Joe.
Bob was quite agitated. The folks over him were not being very understanding about the Seattle crisis. He felt he had handled it well, but his boss wasn’t convinced that they should be taking on such a huge homeless population as LA, yet. They reminded him that acquiring large decommissioned cruise ships was not as easy as snapping your fingers. They would need to accommodate approximately 50,000 people on the ships!!! Bob felt a growing uneasiness and popped another pill.
Suddenly he had a thought. What if, instead of sending the elderly out to a cruise ship, they simply went straight to a clinic? He had conflicting thoughts about this. Many of the elderly were men who had fought for their country, for his country! Didn’t they deserve better than this? Weren’t they heroes? Shouldn’t the government express its thanks by treating them like heroes and supplying housing and food and whatever else they needed? These war heroes had sacrificed time with their young children as they grew up, many had lost limbs or experienced mental problems, dealing with the atrocities of war. What kind of country were we to just throw them to the curb?
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Then he thought about the elderly women. Most of them had worked hard, raising the ones who were running the country now. Many of them sacrificed careers to do the day to day job of raising their children. Without careers, they had much less to live on as they aged. We all have to die sometime and maybe sending the elderly to the clinics will save them from the suffering old age brings. Yes, you could say I am saving them from arthritis, cancer, diabetes, etc! Bob hadn’t convinced himself.
‘ Damn, damn, damn! Do I give in to my conscience or do I go ahead with the population control and cleaning up our streets? If I could run away, I would do it right now. Not a consideration,’ Bob thought.
Sarah and the others who would be helping the homeless solution in LA, as soon as it was ready for them were enjoying their paid for vacation. The clinic in Seattle was fully stocked with food and the chef was cooking amazing meals for them. Sarah couldn't help feeling apprehensive, though. Not everyone was aware of what this clinic they were staying in would be used for. Sarah knew and it gave her the creeps. She thought, “I can’t wait to get back to helping the homeless get to the cruise ships where they will have housing and food and a job waiting for them. However, do I really want to go to LA?