Today I thankful for anger.
I thought that my last post would be the best ending for the blog. The blog is a story. We become stories after we die.
I went to the funeral of a friend on Friday.
I could talk about her death.
I'm not ready to talk about her death.
I thought that my last post would be the best ending for the blog. The blog is a story. We become stories after we die.
I went to the funeral of a friend on Friday.
I could talk about her death.
I'm not ready to talk about her death.
She's going to be more than a story. She's a legend.
If she hadn't passed she'd be pissed as hell right now.
Maybe she's still with me.
Perhaps this beautiful angel led me to the reasons for my anger.
*****
I have one hell of a to-do list tomorrow.
So....long story short....
The local tea party that I was previously heavily involved in -
IS HARASSING HOMELESS PEOPLE AND STEALING THEIR PROPERTY!!!
They are publishing pictures and gleeful admissions of guilt online.
My printer is going crazy....
if the police ignore this, I'm going to stare down our new city council at the study session tomorrow.
They won't recognize me.
I dyed my hair black.
I didn't do it on purpose. I tried to hide the gray and left the auburn die one my hair for an hour.
It's black.
It's nice.
I've been approached by a couple of senators telling me I look familiar but no one can place me.
I smile. Tell them we must have met somewhere.
I walk away.
They may not recognize me.
They'll know my smirk soon enough.
What the holy hell?
Why are the Republicans stealing property of homeless people in a State Park?
They tell me it is the libertarian thing to do.
No. It's not.
The libertarian thing to do is to donate time and money to charity. The libertarian thing to do is fight stupid licensing laws and taxes that make it expensive for people to earn money. The libertarian thing to do is to fight stupid building codes that make housing expensive.
Why the hell do we need to force building owners to plant gardens on their roofs?
That shit drives up the cost of housing.
A true libertarian wouldn't run homeless people off of public property. They'd wonder why the government owns public property in the first place?
I'm happy the people are using their property. It doesn't belong to the government.
It belongs to the taxpayers. I'd bet that those homeless people pay some form of taxes (e.g. sales tax, gas tax, maybe even income tax).
I'm mad.
Republicans don't understand social issues. I tired to warn them about TB and HEP B and C. Maybe that will scare them away from harassing homeless people
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It would be nice if that were the only reason I have to go to the municipal building tomorrow.
It's not.
Damn.....
I took out a loan from the city to help get my home up to code. They hired a contractor who ruined my house.
They ruined my floors. Not a problem....I know people who can tear it up and fix it.
They ruined my plumbing. It first it was just the pipes in the washroom and leaks under the new sinks. I was going to pay someone to fix them.
Now, they've ruined the pressure valve. I'm beginning to wonder what else they broke. I am so pissed off. The city won't release the loan money to fix the contractor's mistake.
They want to ask taxpayers to pay for it. They want to give me a grant.
If it's a loan, I can pay it back when I refinance.
I'm not stealing any more of the taxpayer's money.
I'm irritated.
To top it off, the contractor sent his son to the house to beg for money to buy parts for the work because they have no money.
That's what the loan was for.
So, I have to talk to Neighborhood Services.
My daughter literally sues bad contractors. She came to the house today and gave me an earful.
It appears I have representation.
Damn it!
Why can't people just do what the hell they're supposed to do?
I have a friend who works for HUD (the people who wrote the rules about the loan I took out). He gave me an earful, too. He wants to fly out here to fix the problem and chew out the locals.
This has gone too far.
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Of course, before I can call Neighborhood Services, I have to make sure no one will be fined by the Aurora HR department.
They, of course, are refusing to return my calls to ask if they really did get rid of the last page of the employee manual - the one that states they fine their employees in cash for mistakes.
Rumor has it, they stopped the practice.
I'd like some confirmation before I offer feedback.
*****
So tomorrow,
I have to a plumber,
I have to hire someone to pick up the contractor's trash,
I have to go to the dentist (so my grin looks pretty),
I have to call the rangers at the Cherry Creek State Park,
Then off to the Aurora Taj Mahal -
to talk to homeless services,
to talk to the police department,
to talk to the human resource department,
to talk to the city manager (if I can't get a straight answer from HR),
to talk to the victim advocate's office (homeless abuse, domestic violence again),
to talk to Neighborhood Services,
to talk to the Water Department
and to stare down the elected officials.
IF ALL OF THAT FAILS, I'M GOING TO THE PRESS TO RAT OUT THE ACTIVISTS HASSLING THE HOMELESS.
The bad loan and crappy contractors can be lawyer fodder. I am livid about people hassling the homeless.
I'm so darn lucky, I had another activist offer to help me.
I don't know the moral of the story.
I guess it is to never trust the government?
or maybe it is that many Republicans are hypocrites?
Or that activists go gray early and don't get enough sleep hence falling asleep and ending up with raven hair?
I don't know.
All I know is that there is no rest for the wicked.
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I also learned some bozo is abusing my daughter. The cops are doing their stupid ignoring crap*
His parents are going to pray for her.
They said that I could pray for him.
Okay, my black candles are lit.
I'm woke.
It would have been best to let me sleep.
* The Aurora cops are also ignoring a battered woman I met through work. She's too afraid of calling now because they come out and threaten to arrest her.
I thought it was jut me.
Damn....I've got work to do.
If all goes well, you won't see my ugly mug in the papers.
If not.....sorry. At least my teeth will be clean.
Perhaps the moral is this....
our stories continue until our last breath.
Love ya,
S.