This story upset me a lot.
I've lived in Los Angeles for a number of years. My last apartment was in Beverly Hills just a few blocks away from the popular Roberston Blvd, where you find a lot of upscales stores and restaurants, including the Ivy. On the street of Roberston Blvd. lives a homeless man. He is mentally ill, and spends his days listening to music and dancing while watching his reflection in a storefront window. At night he sleeps in the alley. They call him Roberston, and he has been there for as many years as I can remember. He is shy, and quiet, and keeps to himself. I never spoke to him, and always walked around him. He avoided people and eye contact for the most part. He was crazy, yes, but vulnerable too, like a child.
Most people left him alone. But now some young aspiring business men have decided to trademark him as "Crazy Robertson" and use photos of him in their clothing line. I was quiet shocked when I saw a picture of Robertson on Yahoo, which linked to this article in the Wall Street Journal:
In West L.A., A Homeless Man Inspires New Brand - WSJ.com