It’s a term I’ve coined to describe certain anonymous posters who can be found online at the Daily Camera website, offering their uninformed opinions and outright lies in re homelessness after almost every article touching on the subject. When characters like BoulderBill, bndr, TYFIREFIGHTERS, jester1cp, and a few others are unable to refute my firsthand observations and new ideas for dealing with the homeless here in Boulder, CO — they start acting like bratty teenagers, gossiping and straying far off topic.
The BSS-afflicted don’t seem to remember that my very first post on “Max Weller on homelessness” dealt with how I came to be in this situation, and I was far more candid than almost anyone else would ever choose to be. Yes, I’ve been in some dark places in my mind and in my life; that’s what enables me to opine with the power of truth.
It’s hardly a shock to any objective and attentive person that the Boulder, CO homeless shelter/services industry and its followers are resentful of anyone who questions their wisdom and their motives. I do so constantly. Thus, I’ve painted myself with a big bullseye for the phony do-gooders to shoot at, but so far NOT ONE has had the cojones to publicly identify himself by his real name. As many readers of my blog have told me, this makes them appear both gutless and lacking in credibility. I think it makes them appear foolish and self-absorbed. One of ‘em, I think it was TYFIREFIGHTERS, tried to justify himself with a rambling narrative of how many dozens of people were depending on him for their existence. (Snickering and guffawing). TY, nobody is indispensable, and if you dropped dead of a heart attack tomorrow the people in your life would muddle through somehow. A few might even be smiling at their good fortune . . . As to bndr, I’ll reiterate my belief that he’s an Internet impostor. He can prove me wrong by providing his real ID, if it’s different from my educated guess.
This is my mission at this point in my life. A dear friend thinks I should be more concerned with finding warmth indoors and eating more often, and she’s worried about my blood pressure, too. But, being a Homeless Philosopher is its own reward. (I promise to come in out of the cold when I really need to do so).