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Fecal and Philosophical Matters

8/18/2013

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I pull into Eastlake and Harvard inbound. There's a wheelchair there, a younger vet with one leg. Can't be more than thirty. His remaining leg is in a cast, extending straight out in front of him. Covering him is a t-shirt and soiled blanket. His hair is matted, skin beaten down by the elements; you can't fake long hours spent outside. 

He looks up at me with haunted eyes as I pull up and open the doors. "Hi," I say, getting ready to deploy the lift.

"Hey," the man replies in a hoarse voice, immediately continuing: "I have a transfer, but before I even get on I wanna tell you somebody threw a bag a crap at me and so I smell really bad. Can I still ride your bus to Urban Rest Stop and take a shower?"

There are some moments you don't forget. One of them, for me, is the look on this man's face while he waited for me to respond. I couldn't know in that moment he'd asked the same thing of the four previous drivers, and been passed up by all of them, meaning he'd been sitting at this stop in his condition for over an hour. I saw only the tired agony of his expression, a face struggling to stay above the surface.


I stepped down towards him. Yes, his clothing and skin were splattered everywhere with fecal matter. Yes, it didn't smell particularly great. But I've encountered other passengers who’ve smelled worse; nobody loves the smell of dog feces, but they sure beat human feces in my book. This was rather more on the dog side of things.

"That's all right with me," I said.

After we loaded him up on the lift, I wheeled him back to the wheelchair spot myself, to expedite things and help maneuver his awkward leg cast, but also to let him know he wasn't going to be ostracized or hated on during this ride. Sometimes when you do someone a difficult favor, it's tempting to take the opportunity to rub in just how arduous the favor really is; we're not going to do that today. I'm not expecting anyone else on this bus to be nice to the guy, but I don't much care what the job-possessing, home-owning commuters think of his being on the bus. This is a public service vehicle. I do my best to make him feel included.


"So tell me again, what happened?"

"Well, I'm out there panhandling, on the side of the street there, when all of a sudden this brand-new beamer comes driving by and the guy throws a bag of crap at me. And the bag splatters everywhere, and he just drives off."
"Wow. Wow."
"How could someone do that?"
I look back at him. The feces fester in his uncombed hair, his tattered t-shirt and the wheelchair apparatuses. The lion's share of it is spewed across his wool blanket, which covers his midsection and leg.

I can see now that he's crying.

"I'm already humiliating myself by panhandling, and then he does that on top of that? How could do someone do that," he keeps asking in a sobbing voice. There is no affectation here. "How could there be people that could think like that? It's already hard to lower myself to the level of begging on the street…."
"I can't believe it. I mean, I do believe it, but I just can't believe it. And it wasn't just some old car,"
"No, it was a nice BMW,"
"Wow. Of course it was. What I'm wondering is, why the heck would anyone be driving around with a bag of crap that big in the first place?"
"No decency. How could he do… and now I smell like this. I'm so sorry, you guys," he says to the people around him. "I'm sorry, miss..."

"Hey, it's not as bad as my dog's farts," says Awesome Tim, from the chat seat. Awesome Tim is wonderful. At over fifty, he still does heavy outdoor construction work, sunburned down to the last corner of skin, with a tough, Hell's Angels-esque appearance– but a generous heart. He and I would talk a fair amount. Today, on an unspoken level, he grasps the need to be a sympathetic presence during this man's hard time.

"These women are gonna hate me," the fellow says, as we pull up to Fairview and Yale, where a number of fetching, affluent, well-dressed commuters await.
"Dude," I say, "if one of these people even says a word, I'll back you up a hundred percent. Believe me, man. You got nothin' to worry about."

I don't care if they're all knockouts. Perhaps because of my background and earlier life, there’s a nerve in me whose sympathies for the poor and marginalized run impossibly deep. It's almost unreasonable, how much I love these guys. He has no idea how strongly my perspective lies on his side. The ladies get on without incident.


As we approach Urban Rest Stop, the great facility on Ninth between Stewart and Virginia, where one can take showers and do laundry for free (and one better- they'll even do your laundry
for you), we begin discussing whether we'll get there in time. You can shower until six P.M.– no rush there, as it was only 4:50– but we weren't sure if laundry stopped at five. Would he be able to wash his clothes? Maybe he could plead his case. Who knew. We got him down there in any event. He thanked me profusely and headed down the block toward what was probably the best shower of his life. 


As I drove away, I couldn't stop thinking about the actions of the BMW driver. Wow, I thought. Just
wow. What stunning, embarrassing, appalling apathy. If being human essentially means being empathetic, this sort of sadism exists at the bottom of the spectrum, and makes one ashamed to be part of the species. One wishes for sweeping political reform, the kind that would prevent events like this from ever happening again– more accountability for such actions, more resources and upward mobility for the disadvantaged….


However. No amount of politicking or enforcement could ever completely eliminate this type of behavior. There will always be a small percentage of people who enjoy visiting savage and diabolical cruelty on others. And in like fashion, there will always be a percentage which believes in kindness–
and that percentage will always be larger. 


What bears this out? Look around us. The best predictor of future behavior is past behavior. In the course of human history, sadism has never been the organizing principle behind human interaction. It wouldn't make sense. In fact, over the centuries, it's been whittled down to almost nothing, to the point that now most of its arbiters now are generally mere individuals, rather than governments, countries, or cultural practices. It is simply in the nature of people to be either kind or neutral, rather than expend energy damaging others. There will always be kind people, and there will always be more kind people than bestial ones. 


Additionally, there will always be those of us who are disadvantaged. No amount of government programs (Seattle, with its veritable deluge of such, is an example) can eliminate the margins. Laws may eliminate some of the beamers that drive around with bags of feces, but not all of them (let's hope there was just that one!); only our kindness can counter such events when they do take place. The generosity we offer can rejuvenate one's belief in the human condition. I speak not of handouts or money, but of something simpler; smiles, eye contact. Acknowledgment. With a gesture, one achieves a purity of immediacy no amount of politicking can duplicate. 


And this is good.
14 Comments
Paul Margolis
8/18/2013 09:42:21 am

(Clapping and Standing)

Well done!

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kenMarulis link
8/18/2013 12:16:03 pm

May I join Mr. Margolis in offering applause? Well written and properly felt.

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Nathan
8/20/2013 11:46:50 pm

Thank you, both of you! I'm glad the feeling comes across in the writing.

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70 Librarian
8/19/2013 02:24:56 am

Two thoughts:

How could this happen?!

and

Kind heart so clearly needed and so easily given.

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Nathan
8/20/2013 11:48:12 pm

Thank you for such generous words, Librarian Catalyst.

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js
8/19/2013 06:45:18 am

Hi, Nathan - I love your blog and have been meaning to comment on it for several weeks, but this post finally pushed me past the point of just thinking about it. I feel so bad for this guy and am really glad you were there to show him some kindness. Do you know who he is and/or how I could help him? I would like to do something to brighten his day - maybe I could buy him a new blanket or a waterproof poncho or something? Hopefully nobody will ever do something so cruel to him again, but if he had a nice rain poncho it could make it easier to clean up in the future if something like that happens again. It might be better than just a windbreaker or rain jacket because it could cover his blanket and chair, too. If you know how I could contact him, or if you think you might be likely to see him again, please let me know, as I'd like to figure out how to help.

Thank you for your good heart and your excellent blog!

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Nathan Vass
8/20/2013 11:52:58 pm

Hi JS- first of all, thank you ever so much for enjoying the blog. It's wonderful to hear the feedback, and know that there are folks out there with similar outlooks and who enjoy the writing. As for the guy- I'm so glad you want to help! What wonderful kindness. Thank you for YOUR good heart! I don't know how to get in touch with the guy, though I've seen him at 3rd and Pike before (he'll show up again in my next post, in fact). I've looked for him at the Eastlake/Harvard bus stop subsequently, but don't see him anywhere around there- either he moves around, or he has a spot near there that's just out of sight of the bus. A poncho would be great. If I see him again I'll let him know you wanted to help, and who knows, maybe there's a regular spot he likes!

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Ronni Gilboa link
8/26/2013 09:04:23 am

Nathan, thank you for this story. I am sharing it with the Urban Rest Stop staff, as a way to let them know that they are very appreciated by many people in Seattle, not just our patrons. For 14 years we have been providing a very basic set of human services to Seattle's homeless individuals and families, a safe, secure, clean and welcoming place where you can come and use the restroom, take a shower and do your laundry, get specific Information and Referral services for your shelter, food, employment and other service needs and access other on-site services. The Urban Rest Stop has served over 35,699 individuals since 2000. Come by and visit us someday. Also our public restrooms are available for anyone in need, including bus drivers! Thanks again, Ronni Gilboa, Program Manager, www,urbanreststop.org

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Nathan
8/26/2013 01:58:28 pm

Ronni,

Wow, I'm so thrilled this site found its way to you. Very happy to hear you read and enjoyed the post; you guys are indeed a lifesaver. I announce your organization every day on my route, and have recommended it to countless customers. Thank you for the comment, for checking out the site, and especially for sharing the story with your staff! They deserve tremendous praise.

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ALAN CASTLE
8/27/2013 02:35:01 pm

Hi I put this "story" on my FACEBOOK. Acts of kindness will always TOP the JERKS ! THANKS ! AC

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Nathan
8/28/2013 05:58:46 am

Alan, thank you! I'm honored!

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Emily link
9/23/2013 07:23:10 am

Hi Nathan!

I'm a local who just discovered your blog today (thanks NPR!). This particular post brought tears to my eyes. I greatly admire how you not only have an incredible outlook on life, but you are passionate about bravely transforming that attitude into action. Thanks so much for the inspiration!

Emily

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Nathan
9/24/2013 05:44:10 am

Emily, thank you! If you like the attitude you find here, I have no doubt it's because you possess some of it yourself. Thanks for reading, and more importantly, for being the type of person who is moved by such things in life.

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bus company link
10/29/2013 06:12:28 pm

nice post

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