A homeless guy came to the ER one night because he was living on the beach. I told him that is great and I wish I could live on the beach like him: no utilities, no stuff, nice climate, worst thing you worry about is rain and there is shelter nearby.
He became angry of course, until I gave him what he really wanted: a meal box, a Percocet, and prescription refills. Funny how that combination cures all things. Tell me again, how is your home situation my emergency?