ALL I FEEL IS RAGE READING THIS
Beware /pol/ heavy feel ahead.
A story translated from a french newspaper. This kind of story are becoming more and more commun here, while our so called socialist government house migrant for free.
Without housing, Pascal lived for 3 years in his car.
He asked us to sound the alarm on his living conditions and his health in L'Escarène. It details his daily and seeks help for housing.
"That's where I live …" Pascal ad in a sudden wheezing expiration. It means the carcass of a 4x4 olive green that sits near the Spangle.
Gaping holes bruise tires, mirrors were ripped and partly torn and blackened blanket covers the cracked roof on all sides … "it's been three years that I sleep in there," recounts the forties, the trembling voice.
His lips sketched an aborted laugh. "I am ashamed to be got there and I would finally have a decent home … 'says he in his white cap that covers his face swollen by years of struggling. Tired of this situation, he asked us - with some neighbors - to talk about his day.
There are still ten years, Pascal was employed in a construction company in Carros. Then plummeting. It has to stop working after a double lumbar disc herniation. "So, impossible to work because of my physical condition."
"I found myself alone"
Then a painful separation. "I found myself alone. Fortunately, acquaintance gave me his 4X4. At first I slept there temporarily. And then it became my new life. "
Every day, up to the system D. He gets up from his chair crackling that serves as bed early dawn. He starts to stretch his legs in the village still groggy. "When there is the market, I talk about the stalls and they give me fruits and vegetables here and there."
Pascal washes in a room of the rectory or in the cool water of the Paillon. A local town hall serves as a toilet. From time to time, residents graciously wash his clothes. "A lady gave me a radio station and it occupies my evenings …"
His health is deteriorating
In periods of extreme cold, a resident parks his van next to the house-car Pascal for it to warm up inside. The day, the bohemian Escarène makes small services. "I help old ladies carry their shopping and I tinker for a few coins."
In the village, everyone knows him. "Sometimes we buy him a pizza or fags. it hurts to see him like that … "says Anthony, a local resident.
The routine was organized around the dusty olive green carcass crammed soda cans and packets of biscuits. But over time, hope loses its freshness and shrivels … "I feel like I'll finish my life tramp."
Yet the town hall confirms that the proposed accommodation in Pascal. This support, however, failed because of disagreements.
Today Pascal's health deteriorated sharply. It has a slight limp and the situation is urgent. "I have big problems with blood circulation to force sleep lying half …," he explains, showing his bluish calves. So he calls: "I just want some help to find decent housing. Time to find a job and resume a normal life. "
tl;dr: Homeless native french can't work because of health problems and the government won't help him since he is not a sandnigger.
Source: https://archive.is/FCBsi