I live across the street from a “hotel” of sorts for people coming in from outside of the city to get medical treatment. The “hotel” is on South Park Street and is designed for people who can’t afford a regular hotel. My bitch is that every day I look out the window I see dozens of fat slobs standing out on the sidewalk smoking and nattering about some assinine thing. There is a pile of cigarette butts on the ground that spreads out about 25 feet squared. All the grass is gone. About three buildings down from this hotel there is a half-way house, which seems to house much the violent and mentally distubed people I see walking the steets downtown. The people in the Half-way house who are attracted to the fat-slobs with cigs. perpetuates the already visual nightmere.
Furthermore, the hicks drive up to the “Lodge” in their massive american made heaps of automobile-crap and they have no idea how to drive. The extent of their driving experience is driving to the local strip mall to pick up a carton of cigs. some lottery tickets and a jumbo bag of Doritos. They fender-bender local cars when they try and park and walk away as if nothing happened. (i have called the cops several times, including when one of them hit my car.) I have seen them hit a person on a bicycle and several runners.
I live constatly now with the curtains drawn as to not see this gut-wrenchingly depressive scene. And to think, if I moved just a few houses down, I could have opened my curtains and not worried about parking my car on the street.
And to the hicks… Maybe if you didn’t smoke your f*cking weight in cigarettes every day, ate real food and drove cars that didn’t clean out the worlds oil reserves, you would not only be able to afford a hotel, but you would probably be healthy enough NOT to have to come in to “the big city” and bog down our medicare.
F*CK off you ugly scum, go and pollute your own shack or trailor or whereever the f*ck you came from!!!!!!!!!!!
This article appears in Dec 6-12, 2007.
Janet – you are talking about Point Pleasant Lodge. Its not just patients that stay there but also families of patients. So now you have a problem with someone having a smoke if it helps them cope with their kid, spouse or other family member dying from cancer or other serious illness? You are one cold, cold bitch.
Get a life, you whiny cow.
Cold yes, but she has a point about the butts (littering) and property damage, not to mention the pedestrian love taps they are handing out…when you come to the big city, don’t expect the RCMP to not to show up, like in rural NS.
sounds like your uncompassionate self rightous anger issues will soon put YOU in the hospitalburdening our healthcare.With any luck you will get the bed next to the “scum”and they will treat you accordingly.
Janet maybe you should have burdened our education system a little more and learned to spell. People who live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones. Someday that could be you.
That “halfway” house is actually a rooming house, and its tenants are extremely difficult to house anywhere else due to addictions and mental illness, and the obvious impediment of trying to live off a $250 income assistance rate. The results of poverty and ill health are becoming increasingly obvious in this city. If the ciggie butts and the poor people are depressing you, why don’t you get involved in some social activism? Instead of moaning while you live off your elitist student loans and your parents’ affluential cash. By the way – I live right around the corner from this scene you describe. I also work with some of them. Walk a mile….