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...seems to me your reaction is much more akin to that of the first two passers-by to the man in the ditch...

No. The man in the ditch accepted the help offered to him and got out of the dirty ditch where the robbers had flung him.
This gal went to the press, publicly criticized those who wanted to help her, and refused to get up out of the slime,
preferring the company of the robbers who are exploiting her for a mere pittance.

A mere pittance. Bet she made more for this photo shoot than you make in a year. You see it as slime, some see it as opportunity. God made the rules, then gave us an incomplete rule-book...folks generally just do the best they can with what they get. Some, thankfully, are not mentally handicapped by the accumulated crap that organized religion has appended to the basics. Folks I see here are much more hung-up on judgment & condemnation that gentle loving-kindness.

Same ol', same ol', or, as Solomon said...there is nothing new under the sun.

Temporally, this woman's circumstances bear NO resemblance whatsoever to the man found stripped, beaten, and naked in the ditch on the road to Jericho. By her own admission she had and at all times has had sufficient food, clothing, and other material to provide for herself and her child. Where are her bruises? Where are her cuts and torn clothing?

Even if you believe her contradictory statement that she felt pressured by financial reasons to take a job as a stripper--and her wholly implausible assertion that she had NO other choice--the pastor of the church offered to help her with finances until she COULD find another job. Temporally, he offered to help her just as did the Good Samaritan, and for reasons far, far less compelling.

The more serious problem here isn't temporal but spiritual. The pastor's job ends not at filling temporal needs but extends to the spiritual welfare of the woman as well. Spiritually, he found this woman languishing in a ditch bleeding her spiritual life away. He sought to pull her out of the ditch, and she refused the help.

Meanwhile the hobbes1 and Le-Roys of the province seem determined to pass by and rail at and curse the pastor for daring to suggest that a ditch isn't a good place to die.

And what about Hemingway's Ghost? Well, he sees a bit of exposed skin through the gaps in the bushes in the ditch and, like an pimple-faced cracked-voice 15-year old boy, is hooting, leering, calling for his pals to come and enjoy the view with him.