“On any given night, more than 554,000 people are homeless in America. In New York, authorities report that 114,659 children are either homeless or living in temporary housing. And in the past six years, homelessness in Los Angeles has surged 75 percent to more than 55,000 people. Hunger, disease, and violence are rife in homeless communities. How can something like this happen–how can it keep getting worse–in the richest country in the world?”
Richard D. Wolff


Gustav Courbet, “Charity Of A Beggar At Ornans”, 1868

After seeing the Yemeni children deformed by famine created by war we feel that for our nominally democratic country to allow children in any planetary spot to reach this condition means that everything can happen inside US – that soon we, Americans (today almost a million of federal employees have to work without salaries and to beg their land-lords not to throw them to the street) can reach the condition depicted by Courbet in his “Charity of a Beggar”.

The beggar passing on his endless road the “shipwrecked” woman with children was stopped by a child asking him for food (the hungry from the hungry one, the homeless from the homeless). Without knowing what to do the wandering beggar… pretends in front of the child that he is giving him a peace of something, and the child living with hunger god knows how long is… prone to believe him. He is taking from the pauper the imaginary offerings and trying to fill with them his mouth. And for a precious moment he, probably, feels a little better. And, may be, the beggar as well.

We have to prepare ourselves that with this so called leader of our lives with his shining smiles, brute jokes and daily menaces who is already responsible for two children’s death, will come the time when American children from poor families will be in danger of extreme chronic hunger Courbet depicts. The necessity and “health” of “austerity measures” were officially proclaimed by the conservatives even before of this “archangel” (sharkangel) in the white nest. Mass murders at schools and on the streets of our cities take place with unforgivable efficiency. The face of Courbet’s beggar and the inevitable credulity of a starving child is impossible to forget.