The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 158: Home for Wanderers

Patch held the microphone and looked at the silent homeless man.

"I'm sorry guys. I didn't mention their names at the LAPD. I knew where they were and what happened to them. But I still didn't mention them. Do you know why?"

"Because no one cares." Someone said unwillingly.

"Yes, no one cared. Even though they helped me the most in that damn laboratory, no one cared! So I dare not mention their names. I don't even know the names of some of them. But fortunately, the result is good."

"You know what? I don't actually need to come back, because I know those things. The American government has an obligation to provide for my retirement, but I still came back. Do you know why?"

One person complained: "Don't say it's for us Pachi! No one will believe this nonsense."

"Of course it's not for you, but it's for you too." Patch looked at the homeless people and said seriously, "I hope that I can be taken seriously in the future. If I want to be taken seriously, instead of being a clown who can be used to tell stories at any time in the eyes of those people, I need your strength."

“But we’re just tramps.”

"Do you want to be a homeless person for the rest of your life?" Patch looked at the man, then swept his eyes across the crowd: "I know there are many of you here who don't want to join gangs, but you can't make money and have criminal records, so you can't find a job. Or you are bankrupt in credit, or you don't have any skills, so you become homeless. Oh, and of course, there are unlucky people like us, John. Guys who have lost their property or are personally bankrupt."

"Of course, I also know that there are a bunch of lazy people here. I'm talking about you, Will. You are a parasite who doesn't want to do anything and just wants to eat and wait for death!"

That Will shrugged his shoulders: "Thanks for the compliment, Patch."

Patch continued, "But it doesn't matter. What I want to say is that if you don't want to be taken to the lab by those bastards again, don't want to be tricked by those damn pharmaceutical companies into testing drugs, and don't want to be unable to crawl out of your tent the next day, then you must think of a way."

"Are you sick Patch? What can we do?"

"No, I didn't." Patch said seriously, "We must stick together and become a whole, not just scattered individuals. As for what our use is. Votes are our use!"

"No one cares about one person's vote, but a group's vote is extremely important. Why are LGBT people treated well by politicians? Isn't it because of their votes? Why can't we? Why are we the only ones who vote crazily when we hear a bill that is somewhat useful to us?"

"Because I don't have money, Pachi! You don't even know this, do you?"

Patch laughed, "Yes. We didn't have money because we had no choice! But now, we have money."

Patch stepped aside, revealing the box of money, and said, "I'm an uneducated nigger, but I know that if there hadn't been the black movement, we would still be whipped by those damn white people!"

After that, Patch looked at John and said, "Oh, John, I didn't say anything bad about you, really. After all, you've ended up in such a mess."

John smiled and said, "I have no problem with that, Patch. Here, we are brothers, it has nothing to do with skin color."

"Thank you, John. I think you should tell me what's going on. After all, you've been to college, and I can't explain this to you."

John took the microphone and continued, "I know that I am not the only one who went to college here, but ended up wandering here. However, many people may not understand, including my father. He thinks that the high tuition fees of college are a trap set by those financial vampires that make us take out loans. But why do so many people still get into it?" "I can tell you, because if you have a good roommate, you can live a life of idleness. If my damn brother hadn't wanted to rape me, I wouldn't have to wander around. You all should know about my story, right?"

The homeless people were a little surprised and didn't know why John said this.

But John immediately made them understand: "So, what Patch and I are going to do next is simple. We need connections, we need a voice, we need the homeless to unite, we found investors, and we set up a homeless shelter organization. We got the money, but we are not going to put it in our own pockets."

"Don't show that disgusted expression. We are not here to defraud the government's aid and then split the money with them. Otherwise, we wouldn't be here, right? We can just build a toilet for you and then say that the money is gone."

"But we didn't do that because we have a greater ideal. Let me first tell you what the homeless shelter is going to do next."

"We will provide housing for the homeless. Of course, it won't be great, but it will definitely be better than what you have now. We will provide financial assistance to our members, just like the government subsidies, but this subsidy will not take millions to build a toilet, but will actually be handed over to you."

"Not only can American citizens have this money, but illegal immigrants can have it as well."

"Those shelters give us food and drink, not because they really pity us, but to provide some people with a proof of doing public welfare. It makes them look like kind people. Or it's because they know that if we homeless people don't have enough food, the crime rate will be something they can't afford."

"But the homeless shelter is different. Anyone willing to join is a brother. In addition to giving money, we also provide work assistance. As long as you are willing to learn, we will let you acquire a skill. We will even recommend you to some companies. Of course, the conditions may not be too good in the early stage, and you may only do some low-level work. The only thing we can guarantee is that you will get a normal salary."

“And it’s not just the businesses, there are jobs in the homeless shelters themselves.”

"One more thing. I know some of us have children." Patch stuck his head out. "If your child wants to change his life, that's fine. Our sponsors are quite powerful. If necessary, they will write a letter of recommendation for your child. I believe even the dumbest person knows what this means."

The homeless people were all confused at this time.

Someone has already shouted, "So what, Patch? What do we have to pay? Anyone who has managed to wander until now knows that there is no such thing as a free benefit in the world."

"It's very simple." John said, "If you want to join us, you need to put aside all prejudices against skin color, gender, or region. We are already at the bottom of society. We don't need infighting, we need unity. Once you join, anyone who has enjoyed the services of the homeless shelter cannot quit for life. Any behavior that is not conducive to the homeless shelter is a betrayal of all brothers."

"We all have only one goal, and that is to make the former homeless people live like human beings! If you have a dream, then trample the guys who made you like this under your feet! If anyone wants to capture us and take us to the laboratory again, our brothers will tear them to pieces!"

"We will be the lowest and most trashy fraternity in this country, but also the most united! The bottom is our shield, and numbers are our sharp sword! Unity is our creed! And votes are our bargaining chips!"

“We want to tell those high and mighty people that the homeless are no longer trash that they can manipulate at will. We will use our voices to tell them that it is time for the homeless to step onto the table of this country! Just like the various trade unions! Homeless Shelter is the trade union for the homeless industry!”

"Even if you just want to lie down on the streets, as long as you can provide the homeless shelter with the information you know, we will give you the rewards you deserve."

These homeless people were all dumbfounded. It was the first time they realized that they could be so useful.
John also stepped aside at this time: "Now, if anyone is willing to join this great plan, you can come and collect some money, and then write your name next to it. Of course, those who don't want to join can still collect the money. However, please leave after collecting the money. We won't make things difficult for you."

Patch added, "We are in the start-up phase now, which means that there are actually a lot of jobs in our homeless shelter."

(End of this chapter)