I’ve been catching some harsh criticism from people on social media, which is fine. I knew this was coming. People seem to think that because I might have some money saved, or have friends and family, and I have some resources at my disposal or I’m not living completely hand to mouth and destitute that by doing this project I’m taking from homeless people and I’m just a rotten bastard. In my prologue I made it pretty clear that I would maintain my social connections and utilize the resources I have at my disposal. If people don’t like the way I’m doing it, don’t watch it, unfriend me, block me and leave me the f*** alone. I am extremely open to criticism and I appreciate and respect it. When it crosses the line to become hateration, and people get aggressive and try to use me as an outlet for the disgusting anger and hate they have inside them, I feel sad for them. Going forward I have made a policy to not respond to that type of behavior. They without sin shall casteth the first stone.
I want to reiterate that what I’m doing is a documentary. I’m living fully homeless while I do this documentary. I hope that it helps build the business I created to support it, Identify Society. What I’m doing is not illegal and I’m working towards doing a lot of good and helping a lot of people. Do I want to be successful? Do I want to make money? Do I want to do other projects where I completely immerse myself in other social sets? Absopositivafuckinlutely! We live in a Democratic capitalistic society. It is the nature of that type of society where some will work hard, get educated, have privilege, make money, and thrive and have all the luxuries of a democratic capitalistic society. Some people will not be able to capitalize off the social structure and they will fall by the wayside, they will suffer, they will struggle, and they will become dependent on the government, Charities, their own means, or religious organizations to help them survive. That is where I exist right now on the lowest run of the socioeconomic ladder. I’m traveling, I’m living homeless, and I’m getting the story. That’s what I’m doing. If you don’t like it, say your peace, I’ll take what you say into consideration. If it’s that much of a problem that you become a fixture of negativity on my platforms then move on and find something else to do. You are embarrassing yourself, and I am going to allow you to do that. I invite it.
7:00 a.m. I wake up, and I spend the bulk of my morning catching up on work. I’m back logged on about four blogs. And I have things I need to upload onto social media. While I’m working my friend finally comes home and we have a discussion.
12:00 p.m. I go to my mother’s house, I see Mr Charlie and my mom. My mom had COVID last week and she is just now getting over it. She had already tested negative so I felt it was good to spend some time with her. I also received in the mail from Amazon a Sub-Zero sleeping bag I ordered for the winter, and some foot deodorizer. ABE books.com sent me the Urban Survivalist guide I had ordered as well. My mom and I have turkey soup, and I take Charlie for a walk.
1:30 p.m. I leave my mother’s and I go to my friend’s house who lives close to my mother. This is the friend that has been helping me with the website and helping me brainstorm through things. Him and I hang out, and we shoot the s*** about a lot of homeless 366 related topics, and also a bunch of life topics. It’s good to have made so many connections, and have so many friends. Sometimes I feel guilty because it’s impossible to divide my time to pay attention to everybody I care about.
5:00 p.m. I drove out to visit the friend I was with earlier in the day. I want to spend time with him and make sure he’s doing all right. While I’m with him I take time to get my gear collected so that I can go to my camp to spend the night.
6:30 p.m. I drive my little hoopty car, with the bike I got for free off Facebook marketplace to the secret location of my campsite. I have to park the car a bit away, I park and grab my gear and I bike over to the entrance that leads to my abode. Trekking through the woods is difficult. The path is hard to see, it’s covered with leaves and it’s also a bit treacherous. I’m able to slowly find my way in the dark, while watching my footing. I’ve brought a sheet for my air mattress and another sleeping bag for the tent so I can double up to keep me warm. Once I reach my camp I settle in for the night. it’s warm outside, maybe about 47°. I stay up for a while messing around on Facebook. The criticizers are coming out in full force on my page about my project. The temperature begins to drop around 10:30 p.m. I get a few sleet showers. I shut off my devices and I settled in for the night.