Art this is what I am wondering about where does someone find adventure these days? On the streets? Like Catspaw was saying 'the violent and somewhat psychotic element has taken over much of what we once romanticized as the hobo.'
But there still are people who want to ramble, feel self reliant and resourceful on their own.
When I was in Nelson BC, I saw several individuals who lived in the surrounding wilderness lands. God knows what kind of shelter they had and how they educated their kids. But the difference is, they would come down out of the woods once a month to pick up a welfare cheque from the government.
When I was in Hawaii on the Big Island I met a few people who lived off the land. Made a shelter out of an old abandon car and had no committments, no shoes, but wanted to feel the freedom of not being involved in society.
I guess I am trying to understand the comparison of life as a hobo to the dangerous and violent life on the street.
Today there is no new frontier, no safe place to adventure and roam. Well maybe there is still in Alaska and northern Canadian provinces. But those places also offer mighty cold temperatures.

Little Neo