2009-10-16 / Letters

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Dear Editor,

I am disgusted with hearing about the judicial decision to toss out the mentally ill in homes in the Rockaways. I am further disgusted with community elected officials who say they care, but have not filed an injunction against this decision, to stop it. Am I the only one who strongly suspects that rotten developers may have had a hand in trying to take over these homes because they are beach property? Do I smell the rotten fumes of greed? Are there developers or landlords trying to earn money on the backs of the weak and helpless?

Take a good look at the mentally ill patients who live in these homes in the Rockaways. Are they ready for their own apartments? Can't you imagine them burning themselves trying to cook, or burning an entire building down, trying to prepare a meal for themselves? Can you imagine them being unsupervised, robbed, raped, and killed, after the courts throw them into individual apartments where they cannot even manage paying their own rent? This decision to throw the mentally ill out of the group homes really stinks. I am no doctor, but it is clear to me that these souls are not ready to be in apartments by themselves.

Have we lost our souls in the Rockaways? For all you community leaders who do not save these people, I will personally be reminding you of your betrayals the next Election Day. Don't pretend you care, when you refuse to file an injunction to stop this horror

Letters story of abandoning the mentally ill. This eviction will endanger their lives, the community infrastructure, and everybody's safety. Suppose one of these patients is unsupervised and walks off to the beach with someone's child. This judicial decision will hurt the Rockaway community in ways that will make the city and state of New York legally vulnerable for millions of dollars. Without supervision, the residents of the Rockaways will be in danger, and so will the mentally ill. These people are our neighbors. Today, the developers may try to throw them away. Tomorrow, it may be you. Today, your mind is working fine. God forbid you have an accident and no one is willing to help take care of you. So now, I ask you, who will take care of the mentally ill? I already know! No one! No one!

JEAN JENKINS

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