Monday, February 09, 2009

Sadly, Plywood and Paint Doesn't Have Spell Check

There has been a lot of hubbub in my town about this sign, which a local resident hung out of utter frustration. He says that the drug and sex trade go unchecked outside his home, and after becoming fed up with local officials he decided to make a statement. Albeit a misspelled statement that has now apparently focused the ire of the street toughs on him, but a statement none the less.

In the above linked article he says one of the local crack dealers flashed him the thumb and finger gun the other day, which probably doesn't bode well. You and I might hurry home to take the sign down, but you and I haven't reached our breaking point after having witnessed countless drug deals and shootings on our block either. Different strokes for different folks, you know.

I have become increasingly negative about the state of our nation, and I am rapidly reaching the point where I don't think we're fixable anymore. Our problems are just too big and complex and the nation its self just has too many moving parts. Add to that the fact that many of our citizens are so anesthetized by iPhones, Blue-Ray players and Truck Nutz that they don't seem to care either.

I think we are in the last throws of our greatness, because we don't care to do things the right way anymore. We don't make anything here anymore, instead relying on banks and real estate to prop up our economy. Also, we have so little respect for education and social betterment that as soon as anyone talks about programs which might make the next generation better people scoff and cry socialism. At the very least, if we invest in education, this guy would have known that "deer" is the animal and he should have started his protest shingle with "Dear Crack Dealer".

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