One of the more inexplicable contributors to our geographic circle jerk of the perpetually self-absorbed is one nationally recognized “The Homeless Guy”. Neither unemployed from physical disability, racial discrimination, sexual orientation, lack of education, speech impediment, aversion to the public or actionable odor, Nashville is a slum away from slum for people who got too tired of the intense competition between the homeless people in San Francisco and longed for the free healthcare of our boondoggle actualization of Hillarycare.
In the tradition of naming an illegal immigrant to sit on the public dole and rewrite the Metro Charter to make our already lax immigration policy even weaker, Nashville’s Mayoral Mishap Bill Purcell also felt that we needed homeless people to tell the city how to solve a problem that they couldn’t figure out for themselves.
Making it in Nashville politics is easy. Elect someone to do the job and then they will appoint anyone who is incapable of doing that job to head a commission to study how that goal can’t be accomplished.
Everybody be sure to check in with the Nashville is Talking author’s pet rock/guest blogger and see if you can solve the mystery of The Man Who Refused To Work for a Living.