Which homeless person in this picture is a fake homeless person? The answer may surprise you!

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The answer after the jump.

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It was a trick question: THEY’RE ALL FAKE HOMELESS PEOPLE!
The new NBC show Grimm is shooting outside our offices this morning, and when one of our staffers momentarily stopped to look, a production person told her, “Don’t worry, they’re fake homeless people.” (Or so he thinks! Actors are usually one failed tampon commercial audition away from eating out of a dumpster.)

CONFIDENTIAL TO GRIMM PRODUCTION STAFF: In the top bowl of the Skidmore Fountain there is what looks like a Starbucks cup, an empty can of Old Milwaukie beer, and a pair of slippers. They’ve been floating in there for a week, it’s too high for us to reach, and nobody from the city has come by to clean it out. Do a favor for the City of Portland and use your cherry-picker thingy to remove those pieces of garbage and return this fountain to its former glory. In return, we won’t blow our air horn while you’re filming. (If you think we’re joking, ask our former neighbors on the KATU news team.) THANK YOU.

Bang bang, choo-choo train, let me see you shake that thang. Wm. Steven Humphrey is the editor-in-chief of the Portland Mercury and has held the job since 2000. (So don’t get any funny ideas.)

9 replies on “Spot the Fake Homeless Person!”

  1. It doesn’t surprise me. I like how a Hollywood’s version of a “bum,” is our version of a regular Portlander ready to go on a camping trip.

    Also, none of them have meth teeth.

  3. Good to know that my man on the right there is still able to sport some crisp selvedge jeans despite the fact that he is “facing homelessness,” in the parlance of the times.

  5. I am sure the staffer in question was happy for the reassurance, as homeless people are so seldom found in the New Market Theater’s environs.

  6. I’m going to start a homeless extra casting agency as soon as I figure out how to sweet talk directors and producers to warm to the guy I got who will wander aimlessly in and out of shot regardless of cues, the jack-o-lantern toothed thirty-something woman who will loudly and spontaneously burst into off-key renditions of Alanis Morissette songs and the two charming guys I’ve got fighting over what looks like a torn off half of a woman’s coat.
    They’re all just waiting for the right production.

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