Bruce spoke of the atmosphere of Darkness on the Edge of Town as being relentless. I’ve always felt the same way about The Ghost Of Tom Joad. This is no surprise really, as the dustbowl lives of the Joads contained far more darkness than light.
It would probably be a hard thing for most of us to understand what it might be like to be forced into situations similar to what the characters in “Balboa Park” are dealing with. Living on the street, working for drug kingpins, and (maybe) sending some of the money back home? That’s no way to live. I’m not trying to paint these people in a sympathetic light, mostly because it’s not possible to really understand their circumstances.
There are those who will say that everything everybody does is a choice…and that it’s a choice if you do the “wrong” thing. I suppose so, though if I had a child and that child had nothing to eat? That might put some pressure on my definition of right and wrong. Yes, it might.
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