That way, new connections in that walnut sized mass between your ears may be made, thus leading to a New Life of Enlightenment for you!
Ta-ta, I'm off with my cup of coffee, my kid and my wife to luxuriate in the beautiful view of the fog over Capitola out my front window, have a nice Sunday....
OK, so I was right. Those people are scumbags who deserve to be homeless, so long as they crawl past your front door so you can laugh at them, declaring your superiority over them.
That doesn’t strike me as particularly helpful, but to each his own.