Utopia

A sudden realization surged into my brain the same moment the feeling of anger and injustice twirl around in the air around me. Those people opened my eyes on the whereabout of a legendary place discussed in books: Utopia.

A group of fat chick, dressed up in what the media viewed as “Goth” waltzed into the homeless shelter kitchen. Waiting in line, with the snotty attitude that screams: “I am Goth I can do whatever I feel like.” What bothered me more is that they disturbed the peace in the shelter. People eyed them with disbelief, as they talked on their cell phone and flashes their clen cut expensive goth costume around…

But who am I to judge who deserves the aid. However, this made me realize one thing. Utopia exist in the society of the poor. They don’t have to do anything and they get the unemployment aid every month. The government feed them meals that has the value of $10 cdn. 1 plate of food $5. 1 carton of 1 liter chocolate milk and 2 cartons of 500ml carton of milk. That’s alot… More than I can pay for.

The best thing is… They don’t have to make their own food, worry about their health nor struggle to find a roof to sleep under. It’s all prepared for them and well thought up. All they have to do, is open their palm and ask for it.

It is true utopia. Canada is Utopia, if you decide to be homeless here.