Reality doesn’t care about your fantasy.
LA TIMES: They came to L.A. to chase a Hollywood dream. Two weeks later, they were homeless.
So many people come to L.A. carrying little else but big dreams. One misstep, one con, one stroke of bad luck can be all it takes to derail them.
I recently met a young couple from Detroit whose journey here started with great hope.
They arrived last spring in possession of a promise, $800, two backpacks and two duffel bags.
The promise was what had prompted them to leave home. But it was broken that first day, before they left LAX.
Their interactions in our city then began to fray so fast that two weeks later they were sleeping on our sidewalks.
I asked them if I could tell their story in part to remind us all how swiftly disaster can strike, but also as a nudge to contemplate how we treat others — our newcomers, our most vulnerable, those we routinely write off.
Why tell a person you’ll help them if really you won’t? Some people like to toy, cats pawing at mice.
In Detroit, Loxk Calhoun (pronounced Lock, born DaShawn), had been scraping by for two years on his own since his mother kicked him out at 18. He was thrilled when someone in the music business encouraged him to come to L.A. He describes himself as an audio engineer who also writes music and raps and performs. He wants to be better known. The guy from L.A. said if Loxk just flew out here, he’d put him up and help make that happen. But Loxk got here and he didn’t.
h/t KFI AM 640
Zero sympathy.
The end.
We came out west together with a common desire
The fever we had might’ve set the west coast on fire
Two months later got trouble in mind
Oh my baby moved out and left me behind
But it’s all right ’cause it’s midnight
And I got two more bottles of wine
The way she left sure turned my head around
Seemed like overnight she just up and put me down
Ain’t gonna let it bother me today
I been workin’ and I’m too tired anyway
But it’s all right ’cause it’s midnight
And I got two more bottles of wine
I’m sixteen hundred miles from the people I know
I’ve been doin’ all I can but opportunity sure come slow
Well I’d be in the sun all day
But I’m sweepin’ out a warehouse in west L.A.
But it’s all right ’cause it’s midnight
And I got two more bottles of wine
~ Delbert McClinton
btw, it ain’t just the streets, its the courts, the municipal & state governments … & the idiots that keep voting for them
you deserve the government that you allow
“Fools rush in…..”
It’s like there is so much stupid there, it has its own gravitational pull; it attracts other stupid people.
At this point Stupid has its own Zip Code. 90120 or something.
What
Ever.
This is what happens to special snowflakes that have been imbued with an overinflated sense of self by overindulgent parents.
ΜΟΛΩΝ ΛΑΒΕ, that was McClinton? I had no idea for all these years. Thx dude.
L.A. is a great big freeway
Put a hundred down and buy a car
In a week, maybe two
They’ll make you a star
Weeks turn into years, how quck they pass
And all the stars that never were
Are parking cars and pumping gas
Sounds like the lyrics to “New York’s Not My Home” by Jim Croce
Read article. Evidently, the entire time they had working smartphones.
Yeah, go to Beverley Hills and hang out with the Arabs and Persians.
@PHenry ~ hell son, Stupid has its own States!
Kali, Oregon, Washington, Colorado, New Mexico, Nevada, half of Arizona, half of Kentucky, half of Wisconsin, most of Michigan, Illinois, half of Georgia, Virginia, half of West Virginia, half of North Cakalaki, half of Florida, Maryland, half of PA, Delaware, NJ, NY, & the rest of New England!
Thanks Abe,love me some Delbert. And speaking of pumping gas, reminds me of…..
My buddy Jim Bass
He works a pumpin gas
And he make $2.50 for an hour.
He’s got rhythm in his hands
As he’s taping on the cans,
Sings rock & roll in the shower.
Drivin over Kanan
Singin to my soul
There’s people out there
Turning music into gold
This kind of dreaming of stardom has been going on for a long time. In the mid 1930’s, a British girl, an aspiring actress, took a death leap off the Hollywoodland (as it was known then) sign. Her career in the movies did not happen. Her name, If I remember correctly, was Peggy Entwhistle.
Yeah, the vast majority don’t make it. To be successful in that game requires a lot of luck and talent. The ones that don’t make it face a difficult life.
I’ve seen them wandering around Hollywood, faking phone calls to producers and putting on a brave act hoping someone notices.
I decided to sacrifice my dream of becoming a TV critic because I had bills to pay.
“since his mother kicked him out at 18”
Got a funny feeling Loxk was a loser looong before he hit Kali.
Only morons move half way across the country without a solid plan, without preparation, and expect success out of thin air.
Only thing missing now is being disappointed that their last $2 didn’t win the lottery like they were counting on. SO close. If only…
I’m with Conservative cowgirl.
Move to HIGH DOLLAR Cali
with 800 between them ???
You’re kidding right ???
Alot of girls in the 60,70,80’s went
out there to become ‘movie stars’.They
ended up in North Hollywood…
Stormy Daniels was one of them.
This is how you get a Harvey Weinstein.
In the last 60 years MANY DID FIND THE WAY TO SAN JOSE!
Ask bush’s bud Paneta
@Tim Buktu October 26, 2019 at 1:09 am
> To be successful in that game requires a lot of luck and talent.
Yeah. That’s the ticket.
@ ΜΟΛΩΝ ΛΑΒΕ OCTOBER 26, 2019 AT 12:38
Look at a red vs blue by county map of the States you list and the leftists are massed up in small areas of landmass.
Loxk Calhoun (pronounced Lock…
That alone preset much determined his destiny
Where are the four people that created these two? Most people call them parents.
“The guy from L.A. said if Loxk just flew out here, he’d put him up and help make that happen. But Loxk got here and he didn’t.”
Cliche time –
“If it sounds too good to be true…”
“A fool and his money…”
“It’s survival of the fattest” – Archie Bunker