Uglification of Riverbend
When I left the neighborhood yesterday morning there was property work underway. Nothing unusual, really, we’re accustomed to seeing crews from Growing Concern doing landscape work. But when I returned in the afternoon I nearly drove off the road. I almost titled this post “Landscape Rape”!
We all know about the electric infrastructure work that’s been going on, not only in Riverbend but in the surrounding neighborhoods as well. Following the new conduit runs, last weekend brought the installation of several new transformers. Not without problems, either. The power instabilities have been hell on my poor servers despite the standby power systems I use, but I digress.
There are supposed to be ‘buffer zones’ around the transformers so that utility workers can do their maintenance work. There are notices like this on many of them.
But knowing that didn’t prepare me for the destruction that met my eyes when I returned to the neighborhood yesterday afternoon. Most of the rest of this article consists of images. You can make each image somewhat larger by clicking on it, and return to your place in the series with the Back button of your browser.
Oh, yeah, and I should mention that there’s an extra-special surprise ending. It’s at the end.
Telephone pedestal and transformers.
Building marker against a background of stumps.
No transformer in sight! WTF??
Some shrubbery OK, some not so OK
More preferential treatment?
Phone service been funky lately? Maybe this is why.
They almost look like grave markers, don't they?
The scene is repeated throughout Riverbend.
No more afternoon shade here!
Wondering... will the stumps be removed, at least? Maybe replanted with grass?
Like before, not a transformer in sight.
Showing off our neighborhood: traffic signs, parking signs, multiple transformers, a telephone pedestal (this one intact), stumps and dried mulch, with trash on the side.
Oh, the destruction!
More stumps, near four different kinds of sidewalk patches/replacements.
On and on I walked with my camera, the story repeating itself over and over again. I saw some other residents wandering around. Some of them looked shocked as well.
Oh, yeah, I promised a surprise ending. Have a nice look at this area, just outside number 70. There used to be a nice set of shrubbery there, providing something of a buffer between the front windows and the street, shade by the sidewalk, a windbreak from the winter blast off the street. No more.
Outside number 70.
If you didn’t bother to look at the larger render of that image I’ll save you the trouble.
A closer look at the area near number 70.
See that trash? That’s not ordinary trash. Do you know what it is? I do.
It’s dog excrement, that’s what it is.
A quick count – and it’s not like I tried to be especially precise about it or anything – yielded no less than TWENTY-TWO plastic bags of the stuff!
So. There’s someone around here that walks their little practice dog (judging by the size of the well-preserved poop in those bags) that meticulously picks up the crap, ties the top of the bag in a little knot, and throws it in the bushes outside number 70. Well, what used to be bushes, anyway.
Again,it’s not like I conducted a detailed study but it sure looks like the same dope doing it, again and again. Same kind of bag. Same size crap. Tied off the same way.
Well, dog walker, the rest of this message is directed to you. When I see you performing this disgusting, unhealthy, disrespectful and unlawful act, I will photograph you and file a formal complaint. And y’know what? I will see you, too, because old habits die hard and you won’t stop. Once a slob, always a slob and you’re no exception. You’ll pick it up, you’ll tie it off, you’ll wander and you’ll look around until you think no one’s looking and then you’ll throw it in the bushes. You will keep doing that in my neighborhood, and I will see you, and I will make that complaint. Have a nice day.
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