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09:01:2005 Entry: "Ann : I just feel like screaming right now"

I just feel like screaming right now

Sometimes I really love where I live. Othertimes, I despise it. Today is one of those days. Our city is changing the way they pick up refuse. No longer will human garbage collectors pick up trashcans and empty them into a garbage truck. No, too many on-the-job injuries. Instead, they will have an automated system that will put the burden of injuries on the public instead with their humungous rollaway trash receptacles (2 per household, one for recyclables, one for trash) that will somehow have to be manouevered out to the curb and back every other week. See, my problem with this is the Disney Witch (Mayor Dave, perhaps?) that thought this up probably lives on a suburban road with a big, fat 2-car garage that can easily house said receptacles when not in use, and easily rolled out down a gently sloping driveway to the curb, and safely rolled back at the end of the day. But not everyone lives like that. Not everyone has a garage to store them, not everyone has a driveway, and not everyone lives a neat little suburban life that easily accommodates hairbrained ideas from the city's ruling elite. We live in an old part of the city, on a hill, with a set of concrete stairs leading up to our front "lawn". There are 22 steps in all from the street to our front door. And we've always had trash pick up in our alley--that's one of the beautiful things about alleys, it hides your trash from your front yard. But just because we have an alley doesn't mean we have a nice garage with a gently sloping driveway. It's tight quarters. Our "garage" is more like a shed (it was built in the early part of the last century) that is packed to the rafters with storage. There is no driveway, just a parking area where our vans are. Two cars are a very tight fit. And both garage and parking area are flush up against the alley. We figured we could probably store the receptacles behind the vans when not in use (they're supposed to be "out of sight"), and when Stan drives to work on pick-up day, he can wheel them out to where his van normally parks. But it's not like we can wheel them back to the house...it's on a hill, remember, and we have to climb another set of stairs to get up to the alley. (This is the punishment I get for wanting to live on a hill in San Francisco where you had to climb steps to get to your house back when I was a teenager) We figured out we could manage it.

But today, they delivered the receptacles. Not to the alley, but to the curb out front.

Like hell this is going to happen.

I'm too pissed off right now, I'll leave the "contacting the city officials" bit for Stan. His blood pressure is lower. And my arm is injured, so he can probably throw the bin a lot farther than I could, too.

OK, this rant was about Madison, Wisconsin. I'm not even going to go on a rant about the other place I live, the USA. This country that should have started deploying the National and Coast Guards at the first sign such a large storm was heading toward the Gulf Coast. I am so angry each time I see the news with those poor people at the Superdome and the Convention Center, living worse than animals. Why weren't there troops amassed at a close but safe distance before the hurricane even came? Didn't they see the impending disaster? Don't they know from past disasters that people need sanitation and food? Don't they know that bad storm = loss of electricity = blackout + large urban environment = looting and mob rule? WTF? What is the world thinking of us? One thing, I'm glad that the world can see this on the news, not that they don't know already that we have a dolt in the White House, but so they know that not everyone in the US lives like the tourists that come to their countries and give false impressions of what all Americans are like.

Oh, and here's a brilliant Dubya quote. During a news conference today he was talking about the effect Katrina had on the coastal oil refineries and the rising price and scarcity of gas, he said, "Don't buy gas if ya don't need it" Yeah, I always like to stock up on gasoline. Don't really need it, but I just like having it around.

2 Comments

Stay cool about the Madison recycling - everything is good until there is a problem. We need to give this a chance.

As for our Fascist style Republican govenment the handling of the Katrina disaster reflects completely on them - the whole world is watching and if these guys had blood instead of oil in their veins they would be blushing.

Posted by Stan @ 09:01:2005:07:45 PM CST

I'm guessing that your neighbors all live on a hill with lots of steps also... so how many monstrosities are out on the sidewalk?

You'll have to let us know what happens with the garbage issue. It is so much more interesting than anything ol' dubya EVER has to say.

Good luck.

Posted by Dawn @ 09:02:2005:06:26 PM CST

By Ann @ 05:20 PM CST:09:01:05 ..::Link::..

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