I saw this article on poverty in the Daily Gamecock by Paul Bowers, a second year student who writes for the paper. Below are a few highlights:
A close friend recently made a remarkable observation: As children, one of the first things we learn to fear is people. Before we shy away from the deep end of the swimming pool, and before we know better than to pick up wild animals from the ground, we know that guiding maxim: Don’t talk to strangers.
There is of course an element of self-preservation in this folk wisdom, but its tragic side effect is that, even as adults with developed faculties and an active sense of compassion, we are reluctant to help a stranger in need.
I see evidence of this nearly every time my classmates are approached by a homeless person. Here is the scene: A group of friends is walking down the sidewalk when a man wearing everything he owns enters their path and requests a little cash. The students’ response is to huddle closer and quicken their pace.
Later, they will offer rational explanations. “He was just going to spend it on drugs,” they’ll say, or “He was looking at my girlfriend funny.” But the truth is that they were afraid…
You can read the rest here, What do you think?
I'm Stephen. A freshman at the University of South Carolina studying International Business along with the other 1/3 of campus. Originally I'm from Charleston, but for now at least, Columbia is where I sleep at night.



I think that is really a tough question to ponder. While fear is often the motivating factor to keep us from helping there is also another problem. We could give every penny we have to help homeless people and there would still be more homeless people who need more money. I think there are certain times that we are “called” to help someone and other times that we are not. Knowing the difference requires that we are in touch with God and what he wants us to be doing in the world.
It is tragic that some people end up thinking that way. Though I would not give money to the man, it would be because I have none to give in the first place. I would at least try to be nice about it though. You know, say that I wish I could help him out and that I was sorry I couldn’t.