I’m writing to the Sunshine Chorus about their latest refrain: “You can’t build it, it blocks my sun.” Would you like to go to the Salvation Army and tell Henry and Helen Homeless that they will have to continue raising their kids, ages three, five and eight, in cramped rooms between a drug addict and a filthy lech, because your sunshine is more important than a roof over their heads?
If you want sunshine take a walk! It’s what you live in the Yukon for.
Jessica Simon
Whitehorse