How realistic/practical would it be for people to pitch in for the "nobodies"? I bet there's a pretty steep triage, where if your problems aren't severe enough, you'll be classed as not needing immediate attention, and subsequently never get any attention.
I feel like it could be feasible on the local community level, but
you need local community involvement. Without some sort of community involvement most broad sweeping efforts are doomed to fall flat, because it takes more than just cash to help people in meaningful ways. They need to know there's a place for them, and that there's at least some level of investment in their success, and also them as individual persons.
Re: the severity aspect... yeah, pretty much. My mom had me out of wedlock and was ostracized from her family for a while for it. For the first three/four years of my life we lived out of her car or couch surfed. I feel like people go by likely ROI when they decide who to help. Someone who was a firefighter who volunteered in their spare time and donated every chance they could who becomes homeless will likely have a lot more support thrown their way than someone who was literally born into homelessness. I'm not criticizing that. I get it. Resources are finite, emotional bandwidth is finite, you can't help everybody. (Also, it's hard to argue against it when it feels like a selfish gesture on my part to do so.) The firefighter has proven themselves as someone who
can stand on their own two feet. The young mother sleeping in parking lots has proven (at least, at a glance) that they make poor decisions to the point they destroyed their life before it'd even started, and it's not hard to write off any kids she might have with her in that situation as a social lost cause too.
It's more that this comic has forced me to reconcile with some of the ways being brought up that way's effected me so I can continue recovering from it and becoming more the person I want to be. My mom was working as a full time public school teacher and taking out loans to go to college to finish her Masters while we were homeless so she could teach university and get us on our feet long term. This was WA in the 90s, when k-12 teachers qualified for government assistance because their salaries were so low. We both collectively clawed our way out over the years, and it's only now when I'm 27 that we both feel like we might actually be okay. Even after all of that work though, there's still things like this that pop up and catch me off guard. She has her bad habits from that upbringing too. Even now when it feels like we've made it, it can sometimes feel like we're still chained back to that place by way of our biases, world views, and unchecked assumptions about ourselves. I don't condemn the system for being what it is. I just accept it and subconsciously spin a narrative in my head to give reason and meaning to it, to justify it since I don't feel like I can change it. If it has meaning, it's somehow better. "People like us don't get help because <totally valid reason>." But then things like this happen, where even though I've raised money to help other "social lost causes" and I've seen first hand how people come together to help even those cases, I still never actually made the connection that that could happen for
me. Even though I have friends and found family who I believe would be there if I needed, I've just unwittingly assumed that the laws of my youth were still in place -- that if you need help, you've done something wrong and it's completely on you yourself to fix that. It was something I just never remembered until now to go back and have a think on. May's line about dreaming about what she would do if she got $25 is still very true to my own way of thinking, despite a lifetime of effort to correct those thought habits one piece at a time. I was surprised to be reminded that that's actually all I would dare hope for too if I were in her seat, even now.
I love what you said about asking for help in the work place. I still need to remember to catch myself, but when I do I try to make a point of remembering that and talking it through in my head. I'm hired to do a job, and if I need an additional piece of information to do it well, it's quicker and potentially much less damaging to ask someone who would know than it would be for me to try and scour the internet or something to cook up my own solution. Not everything is that cut and dry obviously, but baggage isn't something you just unpack once and call good. It's a process. Sometimes it takes a rando page from a webcomic to resume forward progress on an otherwise forgotten (but still present) cognitive distortion.