....A farmer takes better care of his road in the middle of his cornfield than Joe takes care of his road in the middle of his ward.
Here's a story from ONE year ago. The gravel in the photograph quietly remains in place, ONE YEAR LATER! The business in front of the gravel pit doesn't.
Dear Craig, I know I'm a broken record, and you are going to get really sick of me. BUT, what about the kitty litter gravel of crap pile in front of 'my quiet place?' I think I must be hallucinating, because no one responds to this. I guess its either something that is acceptable or you guys are blind or dont care?
If you so badly want to show up our nimby Ald. Moore - why not point out actual faults? Like his failure and the failure of everyone on this blog to acknowledge the existence of a large spread out pile of gravel on the sidewalk in front of 'my quiet place?' That is something that could easily be fixed by making the SSA people earn their money, or is there no more SSA?
Signed,
Hating the Kitty Litter
Blognotes - June 25, 2008: Since this story was published one year ago, the business in front of this Morse Avenue Gravel Pit, "My Quiet Place" has packed up and closed.
Joe's joke about the "road in the middle of the cornfield" may have been funny -- but I bet it wasn't funny to the owners of this business when customers wouldn't visit the diner in fear of tripping over the gravel pile in front of the door.
Isn't it the job of DevCorp North and the Alderman to retain business in Rogers Park? Not run them off the street with the lack of city services.
Maybe we should treat Morse Avenue like a "road in the middle of a cornfield"? Maybe we should plant some corn along Morse Avenue? Heck, at nearly $8 dollars a bushel, we could have all the sidewalk from Clark to Sheridan covered with gravel and no one would care. After all, then it would be a "road in the middle of a corn field..."
Related:
June 23, 2008 - They're Multiplying: Another Morse Avenue Gravel Pit
April 27, 2008 - Joe Moore's Pile.
December 15, 2007 - Pile of Gravel Confuses DevCorp North.
8 comments:
Technically, that's Joe's pile of rock. He's clearly just misplaced it. Perhaps someone should be helpful and deliver it to his office.
if you know your history, the RP thing to do would be for each of us to mail a little gravel in an envelope to Joe
Hugh said...> " mail a little gravel in an envelope to Joe"
I'm tempted to haul the pile of gravel in front of his office door -- like I dropped off a few bags a Morse Avenue garbage a few years ago.
In the 1st Ward, there was legislation past about the amount of literature stuck in people's gates and left on porches. The main reason that this was so public is because one concerned citizen brought bags and bags of ads and such to the Alderman's office and demanded a response.
Where's the Westgard idiot when you need him? He could get his little shovel out, clean this up and stand with raised fist while proclaiming: "It was me! Me! All me!"
My husband does this same sort of thing: if it doesn't directly inconvenience him, and I mean, completely stop him from doing what he is focused on, he will do zero to change it. Unless I tell him to.
Obviously Moore needs someone to very obviously point out what needs to be done, and then force him to do it. Otherwise it won't get done. Ever.
hey i remember writing one of those statements
i think we should have an annual
gravel pile celebration
keep up the good work craig
in craig i trust
jeffo
Where's Fred Flinstone when you need him?
Mr Slate would never allow that!
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