Ah, I'm sure everybody has their stories about CalPeg, who lives in a large opulent mansion in a gated community.
There was the freeloading Wiley primitive in Tennessee, who was engrossed in building an "ark," which he hoped to float around the world. Wiley claimed he'd hurt his back in a job, and was living on the social security gravy train. He had eight kids, each of them by a different mother, and all to whom he owed years and years of back child-support.
Just before the big boat was done, he got sick, and it was decided he needed to be in enforced care somewhere. He didn't want that, and decided to abandon his watercraft and head out to California to live off one of his sons.
He got out to California, and found out he wasn't welcome, so he ended up living on the streets. He made many pleas on Skins's island for a place to live, and CalPeg was one of those to whom he was directed; after all, she had a big house with many unused bedrooms.
CalPeg ignored all those messages and suggestions, hanging her fellow primitive out to dry. He eventually was found on a beach near CalPeg's city, dead from exposure.
Now one must ask: does such a woman deserve compassion?