With so much poverty hidden in plain sight, you have to ask: is this still America?

(Mar. 21) – Last week, in America, I was in one of the country’s most celebrated tourist spots – renowned for it’s natural beauty, swanky resorts and marine life. I spent the first part of the week in what could be kindly termed as a service hub. Let’s call it Depresso. On my morning walk – instead of the vista of palm trees, beaches, gelato shops and yachts I was expecting, the footpaths stopped abruptly, or crumbled, the roads buckled, people were searching for food in bins, buildings were vacant with the paint and signs peeling and there was rubbish everywhere.