Strictly speaking, not having a home doesn't mean just not owning a shelter, it means not owning a *place* which the shelter occupies.
No physical slice of geography to call your own. As such, someone sleeping behind a dumpster in an alleyway, in their van in a Walmart parking lot, or in a secretly built cabin out in the woods on public land, are all equally under the banner of homeless.
Meanwhile the guy living in an uprooted manufactured home on a piece of undeveloped land in the middle of nowhere, and the one living in a six bedroom McMansion in the suburbs, are equally homeowners.
In both cases, the quality of life varies greatly, to the point where even the inferior category can supercede its inherent better.
Strictly speaking, not having a home doesn't mean just not owning a shelter, it means not owning a *place* which the shelter occupies.
No physical slice of geography to call your own. As such, someone sleeping behind a dumpster in an alleyway, in their van in a Walmart parking lot, or in a secretly built cabin out in the woods on public land, are all equally under the banner of homeless.
Meanwhile the guy living in an uprooted manufactured home on a piece of undeveloped land in the middle of nowhere, and the one living in a six bedroom McMansion in the suburbs, are equally homeowners.
In both cases, the quality of life varies greatly, to the point where even the inferior category can supercede its inherent better.