the guy was sitting out the front of Myer in the city with a cardboard sign asking for help. I had seen him a few days before too. The sign specified that $$ were not for beer/drugs but to help with legal fees for proceedings in the supreme court against a gov’t org…Family Trust or something…who had taken away his family home and finances because he wasn’t listed as a beneficiary or soemthing. I learnt that most supreme court cases are not eligible for legal aid, and that it is hard to hear someone on the busy street corner. I’m not completing this task, since it was a little one-sided to be considered a conversation given I couldn’t really hear him.
Gave him some cashola though cause I felt guilty carting around my masses of shopping bags – which was clearly money that could have been spent better or with more philanthropic goals, and money that should not have been spent purchasing more books, which puts me back to square one with another of my 43things!
