"I would rather live in the second, or fifth, or twentieth weathiest country in the world, and not have to step over people every morning on my way to work, than live in the wealthiest nation on the globe, knowing that our wealth leaves a blazing trail of human wreckage in its wake."

--Me, in 2000, at the peak of the dot-com boom, in response to a co-worker decrying a publicly funded SF clinic for street people as 'the first step toward socialized medicine.'