The odd synchronicity about this house, that I considered while I was photographing it -- on Law & Order, if the criminal goes to a hotel, he ends up it room 213. Every time.
There is something oddly criminal, or connected to the criminal, about the fallout of the financial misbehaviors of those rotten banks. It makes it easier to look away from the actual loss being suffered by people if one chooses to argue over the semantics of "how this is going to be solved" (or not). That argument becomes a rabbit trail to a garbage dump of language and legality that stops us from paying attention to the length of lines at soup kitchens, the risks of personal losses, the threat to our own financial lives.
There are a few reasons why I ignore the current merry-go-round of finger-pointing and blame. First, I don't think money, or economic systems, or systems of government, answer to the problem of suffering.
Second, the act of blaming is its own curse. The arguments about the past help us ignore the present. Our "news" media and its chronic search for "answers" fuel arguments about "how 'we' could have allowed ________ to violate our ______ " with something about the public trust thrown in. That long argument, the attention paid to a few people being held responsible for a system's failure (a system we all participate in on one level or another) helps us ignore the fact that actual people are losing their homes.
What are we doing to help them?
These photos were shot in Bloomfield, near the Crazy Mocha on Liberty.
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