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Everyday Working Blues: From Hobo John


You ever get the blues? Wake up in the morning and say I ain’t getting out of bed today and probably not tomorrow either. Then you get up and go ahead and go to work anyway cause you got kids to feed and other folks relying on you.

Or maybe you just completely break down and you can’t even make it to work at all. The Dr. gives you a bunch of pills and you feel mildly better, good enough to get you through it, but then the through it you are trying to get through never seems to end.


You go through your work day and nobody has a clue you are one step away from suicide or ripping someone’s face off?

A lot of men in this neck of the woods end up committing suicide around 40 or 50 and everybody is so very surprised.  “He was a rock, that guy, salt of the earth, never complained a day in his life. ”

A lot of us grow up in what you call emotionally repressed families. Anger can be expressed in some families, not in others.  Many times happiness gets shut down. “What are you laughing at, shut up and take out the garbage.” Then one day you accidentally find yourself singing along with a catchy song on the radio when your 40 years old, and you say to yourself what the hell am I singing for, I got to take the garbage out.

If you got 20 people in the place you work, I bet 19 of you are dying of loneliness, and you never say anything authentic and real to each other. Then Tom ends up in the hospital and every one says, “Tom was depressed? I had no idea.” And that is in a culture where a hospital stay for depression is acceptable.

In a working class neighborhood Tom ends up with a gun in his mouth out by the reservoir.

Now you say Hobo John, I recognize what you are saying here, but what should we do about it. Well it is called taking a risk. Most people have one or two people in their lives they can talk to. For God sakes talk to them, tell them whatever it is that is going on, even if you feel like blowing your brains out. That is one thing.

The other thing is this, serve someone. You get yourself around some elderly people who can’t get move around too well anymore and don’t have anyone to talk to.  Get around some veterans in the hospital, maybe they have lost a limb or simply have a story to tell.  Maybe even you could help out some homeless people, they are very appreciative and many of them are good listeners.


You see most everybody is hurting and for sure everybody has hurt at some point, yet we pretend, it is all ok with me.

Once you find out other people got the same problems you got, they just don’t seem so bad any more. With service, you often end up saying, I have not had it so bad after all. That guy has been through a hell of a lot worse than me and he is still walking around.

One last piece of advice; express yourself people. Write a poem, paint a picture, sing a song, dance a jig. You are an individual expression of the creative master of the universe, so act like. Love one another.


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Hobo John

Hobo John here, I am a fifty year old man currently living in a small town in Idaho, this is also where I grew up. Like any Idaho boy I love the outdoors, and am a sports enthusiast. But I also love the arts and paint a little myself. In Proverbs it says, "A man's pursuit is his kindness, " and that is my only true mission in life. I like to write about just about anything; songs , children's stories, politics, short stories, however, I have not attempted a novel yet. I also consider myself a bit of a philosopher, after seven years of living the homeless life I actually started to enjoy it. I started writing little phrases that I hope contain some wisdom. I call them Hobo Metaphysics. "Gentle beats the shit out of aggressive," being one of my favorites. Peace to you folks, "I love you with everything that I have." That is my motto and the truth of things.

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