Five bucks (scratch that -- twenty) says that you, author of this I,A, also authored the last I,A. You are clearly the observer and reporter of the "gauntlet of the dispossessed that you feel should be outwardl(e)y-bent". The jig is up.

But he sounds so charming!

Hey man, you wanna shop at TJ's, you gotta get past the street roots vendors. Deal with it.

Oh no! Not the street rabble again! I say! Constable! Remove these ruffians at once! I must have my organic, locally-raised, vegan-friendly, shade-grown, bullshit-bullshit beets at once! Now hurry them along before one of them stains my freshly-pressed kid gloves and I lose a monocle!

At least you didn't step in any poop.

Shit, why don't all these homeless people just go home?

Sounds like the opening to a movie called Night of the Living Street People.

Soylent Green is PEOPLE!

I'm sick of Gauntlet of the Dispossessed too. Nothing worse than going to the grocery store only to hear GREEN ARCHER NEEDS FOOD BADLY.

Its not a gauntlet if you stroll boldly through them as if you are better than they.
Or just pretend to join them for the splittest of seconds then stealthily sneak into the produce aisle when they arent looking. You are legend.

I would have run the Gauntlet but Elf shot the food.

Last week, there was group panhandling outside the McDonalds downtown on 6th. One was showing her sonogram photo to everyone who walked by in hopes of landing a few bucks from those sympathetic to a panhandling pregnant person. Fucking shameless.