This piece is from Jurbid, a legal start up.
They serve and protect – the legal profession fails them. Veterans in need.
While today should not be the only day we honor the fearless and brave men and women who protect our great country and ensure that we can go about our lives safely, it is an important day to take note how we fail them at home.
Currently, there are nearly 40,000 homeless veterans. In fact, veterans make up nearly 20% of the male homelessness population.
Sadly, women veterans are the fastest growing homeless population in the US.
Women veterans are four times as likely to become homeless as male counterparts!
Per several sources, New York and Florida have among the highest veteran homelessness population in the country.
It is estimated that there are 3,500 homeless veterans in New York City alone! In Central Florida, there are about 4,500 homeless veterans.
Why are so many veterans homeless you may wonder?
They are often unemployed and disconnected from their families upon their return home because of mental illness and substance abuse.
They are simply not given the proper support to be re-integrated in civilian life.
They don’t know how to apply for social benefit programs that are designed to help them.
Lawyers are trained to provide such services and can ensure that veterans receive the benefits they deserve.
Currently, there is very little legal support for them.
How can we as proud Americans live with ourselves knowing that these veterans are in dire need of support and help and they receive none?
Jurbid will make a stand.
Starting today, Jurbid will provide the lawyers in its network incentives to provide pro bono services to veterans including free or discounted services.
Additionally, all veterans will receive a 5% discount off their paid legal service.
We are here for you because you have been there for us.
With much respect and love.
Your Jurbid Team.
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They sleep quietly, waiting in plain sight to be spotted or recognized.
Humans treated inhumanely out of ignorance, discomfort, or fear.
They see everything and yet everything overlooks them; they are the homeless of America.
In an article in The Atlantic, Stephen Lurie references a recent Gallup poll stating that, “just 2 percent of respondents said that the category of “Poverty/Hunger/Homelessness” constituted “the most important problem facing this country today.”
It is easy to say that homelessness is a sad and important issue in this country, but it is another thing to actually prioritize the lives of those in need.
We as a country do not take care of homeless people.
People are not interested in statistics regarding the homeless.
isidewith.com’s homepage for the most important topics of 2016 does not even include homelessness as a prioritized topic.
So does the country just simply not care about those in need, or is there a different problem in place?
Carey Fuller of the Huffington Post put it best stating that, “homelessness isn’t an invisible problem; it’s a highly ignored and marginalized problem which ends up making the problem worse for homeless people.”
We aren’t afraid to admit that there is a significant problem of homelessness in this country, but we are terrified to feel any form of personal responsibility for a homeless person.
A capitalist society often causes a perception that those in bad situations are responsible for their misfortunes.
The whole, “pull yourself up by your bootstraps” ideal is one that many Americans believe in, even if they themselves never had to do so in order to find success.
The problem isn’t always the homeless individual; the problem is a government and a society that does not see that individual as an equal American.
The problem is a system that is put in place to make rich people richer and poor people poorer.
A very famous video of a 2011 study at Harvard explained that 90 percent of Americans believe that economic wealth should be more equally distributed than they perceive it to be now.
Another part of the video plays into this idea describing the “American Dream”, and that people need motivation to work hard in order to achieve success and “keep our country moving forward”.
WATCH: Wealth Inequality In America
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So maybe that’s it? Maybe it is easy to disregard the homeless because they are not perceived as helpful members of society?
Well then let’s look at the numbers for this idea: Green Doors explained that the homeless visit emergency rooms more frequently and stay in hospitals for a longer period of time.
Here is what their study showed: “Each visit [for the homeless] costs $3,700; that’s $18,500 spent per year for the average person and $44,400 spent per year for the highest users of emergency departments.”
Moyers & Company published an article that found it costs $21,000 more to “ignore the homeless than it does to give them homes”.
These numbers come from the cost of medical attention, incarceration, shelters, etc.
So clearly this idea that leaving these people homeless is a cheaper option that actually fixing the problem is widely inaccurate.
The proven truth, is that helping the homeless find a permanent home is much more successful than ignoring them.
An NPR article declared that Utah reduced their chronic homeless population by 91 percent after instating their Housing First initiative.
The Utah solution focuses on putting people in stable housing situations first before dealing with other service needs. And people put into these homes are expected to pay monthly rent for them. But the mix of refocusing priorities and demanding accountability seems to have worked.
Granted, Utah is much smaller than states with a greater homeless population, but their work still proves that solving this problem can be done, and it can benefit everyone.
Personally dealing with the homeless on a day-to-day basis should not resemble an obstacle course of averting eye contact and speeding up ones pace when walking by someone; but it does, and it always will.
The only way to deal with the homeless and represent “American ideals” is to make poverty a prioritized topic, and create national conversation that works towards helping these individuals in a permanent and meaningful way.
If an individual can succeed of the help from family inheritance and support, homeless can and should be allowed to succeed with the help of the country’s support.
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By Caitlin Roberts
Our love was easy.
Our love was what both of us had always been searching for, and when I left him in the Paris Metro station that day, I really believed that the two of us would survive a year apart, but it was not that cut and dry.
It soon became this messy cluster of depression, missed phone calls, and living in this constant state of missing each other.
It destroyed us from the inside out and it led to him saying to me, “I think that we may have run our course.”
What I ultimately learned over this past year and some change, is that a long-distance relationship, with an ocean standing between the two of us, could be one of the worst decisions either of us have ever made, yet neither of us regret any of it.
Almost every girl dreams about going abroad and having the cliché, tall, dark and handsome man sweep them off their feet, but I never thought it would actually happen to me.
Something like that only happens in dreams, right?
So, when I arrived in London to spend a semester abroad, the last thing I thought would happen was to meet the love of my life.
When I met him, I had only been in the city for six days.
Hell, I had only gone to one class.
I just kept asking myself, “How is this happening to me?”
Our first conversation was about drinking tea and discussing history like we were invited by Catherine the Great of Russia to one of her salons in the 1700s.
That just completely knocked the wind out of me.
Not only did I meet a handsome English boy six days into my trip, I met one that loved history as much as I did and wanted to discuss it with me over tea.
I thought I had died and gone to heaven and that was only the beginning of the best, and simultaneously the worst, thing that has ever occurred in my life.
Just when I thought things could not get any better, January 24, 2015 happened.
We spent the whole day shopping, eating lunch, flirting and just enjoying each other’s company.
It was that day when I realized that I was in love with him.
I was head over heels, for lack of a better term, in love with him.
Only two weeks had gone by and we were almost inseparable and I honestly thought I was crazy for feeling this way.
How could I know for sure after only two weeks?
Later that night, after we had way too much to drink with his friends and I was successful in having them all yell “Roll Tide” when we took tequila shots at a bar in Clapham, we were standing out in the cold air drunkenly goofing off waiting for our Uber to arrive.
I had said something completely ridiculous and he responded with a jovial laugh and said, “This is why I love you,” and pulled me closer to him.
Without hesitation, I responded by laughing and saying, “I love you too.”
For the first week after that night, we were very noncommittal with “I love you,” because we were both wary about saying it too soon, but it felt right so finally we said it.
We both put it out there, even though we were not sure who actually said it first on the street a few nights before or whether that one counted.
We said it sober instead of just texting the uncertain “I <3 you” and decided to embark on the greatest and most fulfilling relationship either of us had ever had.
The next three months were filled with too much netflix, The Simpsons, debating over whether or not putting Nesquik in milk was considered a milkshake, and going on dates to places like the Churchill War Rooms.
I felt so alive.
I felt so safe and sure of myself.
Being with him gave me so much confidence to just be me and go after what I wanted.
He supported me and was genuinely interested in everything I had to say, even if I did talk about my love for Kate Middleton too much.
He loved me for me and wasn’t asking me to change a thing.
I didn’t feel like I needed to be someone I wasn’t, just to make him stick around.
My friends back home quickly noticed my change in demeanor.
I would light up whenever I would talk about him.
I was not trying to find faults that would allow me a way out, like I had done with every other guy I had ever been romantically involved with in the past.
This time was different and I really thought that this one was going to stick.
Fast forward to May of 2015, and my friends had arrived for our month long trip through Europe.
We checked off our eight days in London and the next stop was Paris.
He joined us for the last three of our five days and when I had to say goodbye to him on the afternoon of May 14, you could have thought that one of us was dying or that we were never going to see each other again.
The second thought could have honestly not been too far off.
We had only spent four months together, which has never seemed like a lot in retrospect, yet we both felt as if we were losing someone we had known for years.
We felt like we were losing a part of us and we didn’t know if we were ever going to get it back.
We stood there in the metro station, holding each other while constant waves of tears rolled down the shapes of our faces.
For me, no one else was there.
It was just the two of us, cherishing the last time we would physically feel our love for each other for half a year.
Then, it was over.
We both went our separate ways and embarked on the dreaded long-distance relationship that so many people avoid at all costs.
“I have searched so long for the perfect girl for me,” he said. “And now that I have found her, I’m never letting you go.”
The next six months were awful in the sense that I was alone most of the time even though I was surrounded by friends who were constantly trying to cheer me up.
None of it seemed to work.
My body was constantly bogged down with an overwhelming sadness and I sunk into a state of depression that I had seen in others, but never experienced myself.
Facetime sessions, phone calls, and texts that read “I miss you,” and “I love you,” were becoming too much.
I was not only sad, but I was angry.
I couldn’t understand how I could find someone that I thought was perfect for me and I wasn’t able to be with them.
I was becoming bitter and angry because I was just so sick and tired of missing him.
Things on his end, 4,300 miles away, were just about the same.
We wanted so badly to make this thing that both of us had searched for, for so long work, but it seemed like it was only getting harder everyday.
November 14 is when he left Alabama after coming to visit me for two weeks.
After that date, nothing seemed to be going right.
Sweet, loving conversations turned into screaming matches over things that did not matter and times when both of us would spend half of our day angry at one another because we were six hours apart in time.
We began to rip apart what was left of this, piece by piece like animals.
Then, my visit in March, marked the end.
Something had been off for a really long time and it had driven a wedge between us.
Our Titanic hit the iceberg and started going down fast, but unlike the original, there were only two casualties this time.
Now, I have to ask myself, “How will I manage to get over him?,” because I never imagined that this would be the outcome.
I imagined it lasting for much longer, and possibly forever, but now I am seeing that some things are not meant to last, no matter how much you want them to.
I still love him with every inch of me and I can’t say I regret us, because I would be lying.
Part of me hopes that when I move to London later this month, our timing will be right this time.
Maybe in this version of the Titanic, Jack and Rose survive the turmoil and overcome everything that is thrown at them, but I absolutely cannot throw my life away by putting all that I have onto a sinking ship.
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By Raphael Blet
HONG KONG- Last week, the Philippines consulate announced that they secured a deal with the Hong Kong government to ban Filipino domestic workers from cleaning windows outside high rise buildings.
Following this announcement, some employer’s groups expressed their concern and requested the government to postpone the ban as they were not consulted.
Some cited the ‘inconvenience’ of such a ban and asked the government some additional time.
On Friday afternoon, the Labour Department released a statement in which it said that the revision will be suspended for one month citing the necessity to strike a balance between the worker’s safety and the interest of employers.
The consulate, which is in charge of adding clauses in the contracts, agreed to postpone the ban.
Meanwhile, some domestic workers expressed their concern and disappointment.
“We didn’t come here to make our life dangerous. If employers want to clean their window [from outside], they should hire a professional window cleaner,” Josie, a domestic worker told RISE NEWS. “Personally, I didn’t encounter safety issues. I am living in the sixth floor and it’s fine for me to clean the window because there is a grill. I feel safe.”
Asked about the postponement of the ban, she expressed her disappointment pointing on the fact that safety should be a priority.
“I feel very disappointed with the postponement of the ban,” Josie, who declined to give her last name said. “There is no need for them [the government] to think about it, we need our safety first.”
The government’s final decision is yet unclear but many who oppose the potential ban are doubtful about the last verdict as they believe that it will not be in their favor.
While this is issue is still hotly debated in Hong Kong, Singapore started to ban all domestic workers from cleaning the exterior of windows in 2012.
Many believe that the Filipino consulate should not be in charge of this issue but that – instead – the Hong Kong government should have the sole responsibility to insure the safety of domestic workers.
For many years, Hong Kong has been strongly criticized for the unequal treatment given to its domestic helpers.
Some helpers were reportedly abused by their employers who took advantage of their vulnerability.
Migrant unions have recently called on the government to give a better treatment to foreign domestic helpers.
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