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I noticed something very interesting in Evicted. Matthew Desmond never attempts to make Sherrena, Tobin, or Quentin look like villains. That could have been very easy, especially since Desmond spent time living in their property and had a landlord-tenant connection with them. He could have written them as awful people who just looked for money. That wasn’t all he made them out to be.
The book opens with Arleen renting an apartment from Sherrena. When they meet for the first time in the book, Desmond writes, “There was a knock at the door. It was the landlord, Sherrena Tarver. Sherrena… was loaded down with groceries. She had spent $40 of her own money and picked up the rest at a food pantry. She knew Arleen needed it” (3). This is the first time we meet Sherrena, and her first action is a kind one. She offers help to her new tenant without requiring payment. It’s out of the goodness of her heart. Had Desmond wanted us to dislike Sherrena, he could have chosen not to put that scene in the prologue. It could have just focused on the awful shape the apartment was in and how expensive it was. He does, of course, touch on these things, but not with the intent of making Sherrena look bad. Just to highlight the terrible conditions Arleen and her children would have to live under.
We begin hearing less and less about Sherrena, Quentin, and Tobin in the second half of the story. This is most likely because the tenants begin to spread out as they get evicted and Desmond follows them. But, in the time we are with them, they aren’t the antagonist. It’s made quite clear that the system is the true villain in this story. The landlords, like the tenants, do everything they can to provide for their families. Every character is best described as morally gray. I think it’s nice that Desmond doesn’t attempt to antagonize anyone. He doesn’t give the people a scapegoat. For it’s the housing system and the government who has failed, not the people.
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Vanetta Evans broke my heart.
I briefly mentioned her in my last microblog. I was using her to prove a point, so I couldn’t get too deep into her life story, but she really deserves a full-length telling of her tale.
Vanetta Evans is 20 years old and, when we first meet her, is staying in the Lodge, a homeless shelter, with Crystal Mayberry. She is a mother of three young children. The oldest is Kendal Jr. He is four years old, but he’s very mature for his age. He has to be for his mother. She had him when she was sixteen. A year later she had Tembi, her daughter, and another year later she had Bo-Bo, a son. When a daycare worker dropped Bo-Bo on his head, he began having seizures. Every time he has one, Vanetta rushes him to the hospital. Her boyfriend at the time was abusive and provided nothing. Well, he did once.
Vanetta’s hours at Old Country Buffet were cut from five days a week to one. She couldn’t afford to pay her electricity bill and was about to get her lights shut off. She had no way to pay to keep her electricity and the rent. With the threat of losing her apartment and her children to Child Protective Services looming over her shoulder, she felt helpless. To “help”, her friends suggested that they rob two women they saw walking by. Her boyfriend gave her friend a gun and Vanetta took the purses. The cops caught them, Vanetta was fired and evicted, and she took her kids to the Lodge.
The main reason I wanted to talk about Vanetta was that of her sentencing hearing. The judge says there’s nothing stopping her from committing a crime like that again, so they can’t take any chances. I didn’t care too much about what the judge was literally saying. What Desmond writes next, however, was heartbreaking to me. He writes: “What the judge was saying, in essence, was: We all agree that you were poor and scared when you did this violent, hurtful thing, and if you had been allowed to go on working five days a week at Old Country Buffet, refilling soup pots and mopping up frozen yogurt spills, none of us would be here right now. You might have been able to save enough to move to an apartment that was de-leaded and clean in a neighborhood without drug dealers and with safe schools. With time, you may have been able to get Bo-Bo the medical treatment he needs for his seizures, and maybe you could have even started taking night classes to become a nurse, like you always wanted. And who knows, maybe you could have actually become a nurse, a real nurse with a uniform and everything. Then you could really give your kids a childhood that would look nothing like the one Shortcake gave you. If you did that, you would walk around this cold city with your head held high, and maybe you would eventually come to feel that you were worth something and deserving of a man who could support you other than by lending you his pistol for a stickup or at least one who didn’t break down your door and beat you in front of your children. Maybe you would meet someone with a steady job and get married in a small church with Kendal standing proudly up front by the groom and Tembi as the poofy-dressed flower girl and Bo-Bo as the grinning, toddling ring bearer, just like you always dreamed it, and from that day on your groom would introduce you as “my wife.” But that’s not what happened. What happened was your hours were cut, and your electricity was about to be shut off, and you and your children were about to be thrown out of your home, and you snatched someone’s purse as your friend pointed a gun at her face. And if it was poverty that caused this crime, who’s to say you won’t do it again? Because you were poor then and you are poor now. We all see the underlying cause, we see it every day in this court, but the justice system is no charity, no jobs program, no Housing Authority. If we cannot pull the weed up from the roots, then at least we can cut it low at the stem” (Desmond 267). Vanetta knew what she could have been worth. Could things have come in the way of this dream? Absolutely. Even if she had kept her hours, several things could have happened to change the course of her life. Yet this life was a possibility. The only thing in the way of it was her boss. By cutting her hours, they cut away her stability, her self-confidence, and her chance at a steady future. She lost a life for herself, her children, and her grandchildren after that. It wasn’t the crime that took this away from her. However, the crime did take something. She is sentenced to 81 months in the prison system for emptying those two purses. 15 months in the prison, 66 months under supervision. Kendal, expressionless, watches her leave in handcuffs. He stays strong for his mother for the last time for over a year to come.
Vanetta committed a crime. That much I can say. I can’t say that she wasn’t a victim. With three children crammed into a tiny, filthy apartment, electricity about to be cut, and the threat of eviction, she was desperate. Desperation leads to dangerous things. She made a bad choice, but it wasn’t a “rich kid getting drunk and running people over” bad choice. And, unlike that rich kid, she got prison time for her decision. Vanetta lost everything. She certainly lost more than the women she robbed. She’s out of prison by now, seeing as this book was published in 2016, but she still has to get another job, find a house, take GED classes, and take care of her children. She’s not confined, but she’s trapped.
Anyone who says that America provides her with limitless options is lying.
Anyone who says she is free is lying.
And anyone who says she is lucky to live where she lives is lying.
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This final half of Evicted was primarily focused on children.
The whole book was wrapping up. We got to see some recovery stories (Scott moving into his own apartment and staying off heroin), some “recovery” stories (Crystal losing her house and her monthly SSI checks but becoming a prostitute and savoring her religion even more), and some really tragic endings. The thing is, there was only one good ending that involved children. The Hinkinstons moved into a house in Brownsville, Tennessee after the birth of Malik Jr. Every other family with kids gets a terrible end.
Arleen, one of the first tenants we meet in the story, has many children (shown in my first nonfiction microblog). When I made that character map, I noted in my written explanation that she only interacted with two of her children in the story. Since then, I’ve learned that the rest of her children were taken by Child Protective Services and placed with other families. In this half of the story, she interacts with Boosie, another one of her children. He and Jori do have a sibling dynamic, but it’s clear that they don’t see each other often. The children that Arleen still has custody of, Jori and Jafaris, are taken by Child Protective Services in this half as well. They come back once Arleen gathers the money to put electricity back in her apartment.
Another mother in this story is Pam Reinke. This half really highlights how racism affects her life. People with terrible lives always want someone to hate and blame for their problems. Pam and Ned (especially Ned) blame people of color. Unfortunately for them, they’re looking for an affordable living space for them and their 4 ½ children. They can’t afford to pick and choose how white their neighborhood is. They still try. Eventually, they get one, but Pam is unhappy. Ned treats her and her children, especially her mixed children, horribly. Pam is still racist but she’s a mother first. She feels like a failure of a mother for letting her children be called awful things. Yet, she believes she’s tied to Ned. She needs the income and can’t leave him. She tells the girls “that Ned is the devil” with the hope that they won’t listen to him (Desmond 239). We’ll never know if it’s enough.
Vanetta Evans is a new character in this half and a mother of three. She lives with Crystal. We don’t see a lot of her in the book, so I don’t have a lot to write here, but where she ends up is pretty tragic. At a low point in her life, she went out with some friends. Her friends decided to rob some women and tasked Vanetta with taking the bags. Vanetta, confused and scared, agreed. Her story ends with her going on trial and being sentenced to nearly 7 years in prison in front of her children. It’s a short, sad story.

Once the cycle of poverty begins, it’s incredibly hard to get out of it. It’s hardest for women who, more often than not, are mothers. All of these women were teen mothers. According to the Schuyler Center for Analysis and Advocacy, 59% of teen mothers never complete high school. When a teenage mother is impoverished, she raises her children in poverty. Typically, her children will never get what they need. This can lead to several problems from depression to malnutrition to simple lack of education. According to Committee on Adolescence and Committee on Early Childhood, Adoption, and Dependent Care, the child also has a 25% chance of becoming an adolescent parent in turn. Not only do these teen mothers go on to live awful lives, but they set up awful lives for their children.
Children are the future. This is said over and over again. However, looking at the lives of Arleen, Pam, and Vanetta, there are certain children who are not being taken care of. Teen mothers and their children in turn are leaving school and leading lives that will only continue the cycle of poverty.
That doesn't sound like a real future. Not to me.
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In Evicted there are small numbers on the end of certain phrases. Usually, these are quotes or statistics. These little numbers lead to a section called "Notes" in the back of the book. A small note corresponds to each number. I'm sure there's a better term for the system I just described, but that's all I've got. Anyway, I used to pay these no mind. They were annoying at most. As for how I felt about what else Matthew Desmond had to say, well...
Image result for i don't careWhen I picked the book up again, however, I started leafing through the "Notes" section to find the corresponding entry. I've been pleasantly surprised. The entries range from sources to commentary on statements made by the people in the book. I don't care much for the sources, but the commentary is... actually intriguing! It gives genuine insight on issues that the story doesn't have the space for. Also, most of the people contributing to these issues in the stories either don't care or don't realize.
I've decided that I like hearing what else Desmond has to say. It's important to my understanding. Is it fun having to search for the right notation? Absolutely not. It impacts how I see homelessness and the several issues that go with it, though. So maybe it's not supposed to be fun.
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I have a lot of feelings about Lenina Crowne.
To start, I don't like her in the slightest. She is annoying, entitled, and the embodiment of high society. She sees herself as essentially nothing and yet everything at the same time. She could be in a Leia-style gold bikini smelling like a flower dipped in ecstasy and ask why the savages were so primitive. I hate her. However, I really pity her character. Lenina was brought up in a world without love. That’s sad enough, but nearly every character in this book was raised without love, so that isn’t my sole reason for pitying her. I pity her because she falls in love herself and doesn’t know it.
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I swear I’m not a romantic person. At least, not really. But even I can comprehend that John and Lenina’s relationship was tragic in every sense of the word. For John, who has only ever read Shakespearean romance, this is love at first sight. This beautiful white woman comes to his village on vacation. I don’t like the fact that her whiteness is made a trait that makes her more beautiful than the other girls, but it’s right there on page 78. To him, she is unique in all the world. He pretty much sees himself as Romeo. He had his heart broken by Kiakimé (Rosaline) and found Lenina in her place, his Juliet.
Personally, I hate that story, but I wasn’t raised on Shakespeare and tears. Moving on.
This meeting wasn’t very special for Lenina. This is how she reacts to seeing him the first time: “Lenina was smiling at him; such a nice-looking boy, she was thinking, and a really beautiful body” (Huxley 78). She experiences physical attraction similar to his, seeing as he, too, is white and handsome. But for her, who has never heard of love or marriage, he is just another attractive man to bed.
John wants to remain chaste until marriage like the goody two-shoes he is. I’m not knocking him for wanting that, but he is a goody two-shoes. Lenina, as we know, is the opposite of chaste and wants to have sex with John ASAP. Naturally, tensions rise and John is having a bad time. When Lenina undresses in front of him and throws herself at him when he says he wants to marry her, the bomb goes off. John calls her a whore and says he never wants to see her again.
And Lenina will never understand why this boy left her.
I will not say Lenina was entirely innocent. She made a lot of bad decisions, including misinterpreting and basically ignoring the idea of consent from John. But that is who she was trained to be. She’s practically a sex doll because that’s what society demands of her. In fact, she is constantly described as “pneumatic”, which means “full of air”. John wants a real relationship with emotions and a bond that can suffer and still remain strong. When Lenina is faced with suffering, she takes some soma and leaves.
To make matters worse, it doesn’t end with their fight.
The book ends with John attempting to live his life in solitude, paying for his sins (aka his sexual desire for Lenina). A man films him whipping himself and makes a 4D movie out of it, making John a sensation. A horde of people appear at his door and scream for the whip. In that horde is Lenina. She isn’t screaming with the rest of them. She “pressed both hands to her left side, and on that peach-bright, doll-beautiful face of hers appeared a strangely incongruous expression of yearning distress. Her blue eyes seemed to grow larger, brighter; and suddenly two tears rolled down her cheeks. Inaudibly, she spoke again; then, with a quick, impassioned gesture stretched out her arms towards the Savage, stepped forward” (175). She feels something. Something that makes her cry, and it isn’t the pure euphoria she’s used to. And these feelings are associated with John. We’ll never know what these feelings are since he then goes on to whip her in an angered frenzy, have sex with her, and hang himself out of shame. Still, she felt something. Maybe it was something real.

Then again, maybe it wasn’t.
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