The Inception of the Antique Sideshow

All the crap they tell you about...getting joy and having a kind of wisdom in your golden years - it's all tripe. Woody Allen (1935-)

Prelude

The experts say life has three stages. My E.A. (Executive Assistant) and I as well as most of my friends have entered the Third Stage also known as the Golden Years. This portion of our lives is considered to be the age between 65 and 80 plus years old. Sadly physical, emotional and cognitive limitations start to develop. Bones become thinner and brittle. We may have heart problems. Our brain and nervous system may slow down. We could also see a change in our digestive system. Other geriatric specialists say the real Golden Years are between the ages of 40 and 60 years old. Most folks are physically fit (not yet experiencing any aches or pains) and settled into their lifestyles. They don't think about their sunset years. I feel the age bracket between 18 and 30 were my "Golden Years". That era consisted of a lot of fun and pleasure.

Last November 11 I was sitting at my table (that's where I do all of my writing) looking out the living room window daydreaming. I do that quite often. I was thinking it had been fifty years to that day I took my very first love to the Hamilton High School Football Championship at Ivor Wynn Stadium. It was traditional the championship game be played on Remembrance Day. Fifty years! Fifty fucking years. Absolutely astonishing and more so very hard to believe. That's half a century. On numerous occasions it's difficult to swallow that I'm in my 68'th year. However, it doesn't take long for me to re-enter reality because of all my annoying aches and pains that have visited my body as well as making a permanent residence in my anatomy. Never imagined this would ever happen.

Prior to having an appendectomy in May of 2011 my next traumatic adventure was January 5, 2022...yeah Happy New Year! I injured my back about twenty years ago (I worked a lot of physical jobs) and it came back to haunt me. My back had been bothering me all day so I was popping different pills to eliminate the pain.

At six p.m. I was laying on my bed watching T.V. I had to get up because nature was calling. I let out a loud scream of pain and quickly realized I couldn't stand up. The pain was unbearable and felt like I was paralyzed...extremely frightening. My E.A. phoned 911 and help was on the way...paramedics as well as the fire department arrived within a few moments. They rolled my body onto a backboard then placed me on a gurney and the ambulance transported me to the hospital. On my way to Juravinski a paramedic injected a shot of Hydromorphone into my arm to ease the pain.

As usual the emergency room was very busy. There were at least four ambulances with patients waiting to be seen...I thought lordy lordy Fordy was going to fix that problem. Typical politician. Talk the talk but many times doesn't walk the walk.

During my hospital visit I was given Hydromorphone two more times mixed with my I.V. I didn't see a doctor until 9:00 p.m. and blood work was done on me around 11:00 p.m. I was hoping for a CT scan but no such luck. Probably because I had previously mentioned I was diagnosed with a herniated disc in L4L5 years ago.

Throughout my stay I was stoned but the pain lingered. They discharged me at 1:30 a.m. and I was obviously still bombed. My E.A. drove us to an all-night drug store to purchase more medication prescribed by the emergency room doctor. When we arrived home I immediately went to bed. As soon as my head hit the pillow I was out like a light.

My family doctor returned my call (which I placed on January 5) on January 7. He was a bit confused about my misadventure because of the lack of information from the hospital. Anyway, he made an M.R.I. appointment referral for me...I'm still waiting for that call. Great health care system eh but $1billion for the ridiculous L.R.T. My back pain has decreased but I still continue to suffer pain in the back of my thighs.

Epilogue

I should be more appreciative and grateful I can still walk, talk and act like a jerk at times. A few of my friends have passed away, a long-time buddy uses a walker to get around and another friend has had heart surgery. Almost everyone I know is on some sort of medication. If anyone knows where that Fountain of Youth is located PLEASE LET ME KNOW!

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Time To Rejoice

Hello folks. Another year has scooted by and will be part of our history very soon. The past few years have been challenging and 2021 wasn't any different. The Wuhan Flu (Covid-19) is plaguing everyone and doesn't seem to disappear for good. Canadian voters sauntered to the polls and re-elected the "beloved saviour" Justin (never worked a day in his life) Trudeau as Prime Minister...prepare yourselves for more bedlam. A frequently used word in the 1970's has resurfaced. It's called inflation. Last but not least turmoil and chaos continues to distress many nations especially third world countries. Hmm, I thought the purpose of the United Nations was to eliminate all that mayhem.

Okay. Enough of depressing reality. It's suppose to be the most wonderful time of the year. So, let's try to forget all the misery plus the bullshit and develop a joyous mood. You do realize it's "tis the season". Enjoy your family, friends, and neighbours. It's time to relax, unwind and just take it easy. Eat, drink and be merry. Who cares if you add a few pounds on to your figure. Once again "tis the season". Don't let the Wu Flu put a damper on this time of year. Decorate your home inside and outside. Make you place look very Christmassy. You'll be surprised how much it will enhance your festive frame of mind. The Dollar Store has a superb selection and numerous Christmas paraphernalia at very reasonable prices.

I know our country requires considerable improvements in many categories but let's try to appreciate and be grateful for what we have. From my E.A. (Executive Assistant) and myself MERRY CHRISTMAS as well as HAPPY NEW YEAR.

Please do everyone a favour...If you get high don't drive.

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Buddy

Benjamin Whichcote (1609-1683)

Prelude

Most of us live beside or across the street from neighbours. It's an unavoidable situation if you live in a residential area. Even folks living in apartment complexes have neighbours. They're not as noticeable but still present. The only way to completely avoid neighbours is to live in an isolated sector. On occasion a neighbour dispute might happen. However, most neighbours are congenial and sociable. It only takes one person to neglect the upkeep of their home and tarnishes the reputation of the rest of the neighbourhood. Letting your grass grow so high it requires a scythe to cut it or creating a junkyard could make other homeowners' property depreciate in value. Nevertheless, most people display self-respect and pride in their homes.

My E.A. (Executive Assistant) and I have lived in a middle-class neighbourhood on the central mountain of Hamilton, Ontario since 2001. Before we purchased our home both of us noticed in the real estate listing the seller mentioned wonderful neighbours. We quickly discovered the neighbours were wonderful people. Throughout the years some folks have come and gone for various reasons. In spite of that the new neighbours continue to be friendly and keep their properties looking very presentable. It seems like a natural trend.

Everyone (almost everyone) will help out each other and lend assistance when needed. We were without a car for almost three weeks and my next door neighbour was kind enough to loan her car to us whenever we needed to go out. Another neighbour repaired some copper plumbing pipe in our home. During the winter months I will remove snow from a few of my neighbours sidewalks and driveways using my snow blower. I don't ask for anything but a lot of them will show their appreciation by giving me some sort of gratuity. We know our immediate neighbours in a favourable manner. They are very nice, pleasant and helpful. Except for one.

"Buddy" is light years away from being obliging and eager to help people. I nicknamed him "Buddy" because of a sarcastic or mocking nature he displays. I know he's been called worse and I'm not the only one who knows he just doesn't fit into our neighbourhood. He seems very full of himself and it's all about, guess who? "Buddy"

My final straw with my vain neighbour happened during the spring of 2021. I was pounding the pavement in my neighbourhood collecting signatures for a petition to install speed bumps which will be a future rant. The city refers speed bumps as speed cushions. Will this political correctness bullshit ever end? Anyway, "Buddy" had previously told me he would probably support this issue. The day I asked him to sign the request he stood on his front porch and I was standing on the driveway. He walked into the house to obtain a pen and mumbled something to his wife. Suddenly he insisted in a stern voice, "We're not interested in speed bumps" and slammed the door on me. I was completely livid and outraged. My blood was boiling.

Of course I was disappointed I never received his support but what really infuriated me was his absolute rudeness and uncivil behaviour. In other words, he was a fucking asshole. I wasn't some salesperson or politician soliciting. I've known the son of a bitch for ten years. I'm his neighbour. Once again, I totally condemn him for his utter discourtesy and disrespectful behaviour. I definitely know where I "stand" with him now. Maybe we'll all be lucky and the big-headed jerk will move. We can only hope.

Epilogue

I consider myself a very neighbourly and friendly type of guy. I try to get along with people. If I'm capable of the task I will volunteer my services to give assistance to my neighbours. I understand some people just want to mind their own business and in essence not be bothered with anyone. That's okay. To each their own. However that's not in my recipe. I've owned four homes during my existence and can honestly say none of the immediate neighbours demonstrated an attitude like "Buddy". I know there are a lot of people like "Buddy" in our fucked-up world not just as a neighbour but also in the work place. Either way life goes on.

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Declination

Writer's note: "Hush Hush My Precious Taxpayer" will be written at a later date.

"No doubt about it, things have certainly changed." Dick Anderson (1946-)

Change is inevitable. Sooner or later it's sure to happen. I think my generation (I'm in my 68th year) has seen more change than other peer groups. Change can be positive and beneficial. However, on the flipside it can be useless and harmful. Sometimes we can use the word adjustment. Many businesses (big and small) "improve" or modify their goods and services. Look at food for example. Specifically chocolate bars and cookies. The quality still might be there but the quantity has without a doubt diminished. Business owners have two objectives. One is to make money. The other is wanting customers to return to their operations and purchase their items or services.

As I write this rant the Wuhan Flu is still lingering and some proprietors continue to experience adversity. I've always considered the virus serious but how serious? Anyway, our political saviors think they can fix anything. In this case with money...of course our money. Let's not forget our "Knights In Shining Armour" honestly think they can change the weather. As a long time good friend of mine mentioned a while back their next agenda will be to change gravity. It wouldn't surprise me. Sadly they come across as know-it-alls or legends in their own minds.

I realize it's difficult but let's forget about these wiseacres for a moment. You would expect during today's hardships businesses would go out of their way and cater to the consumer. In other words, provide top-notch customer service and quality products. A few weeks ago I encountered a stressful adventure.

My journey started at Walmart on Upper James Street in Hamilton, Ontario. My watch needed a battery. I can't live without a watch ticking away on my left wrist. Lately I haven't been a "big fan" of this store but I still like their prices. When I entered the big box enterprise (just out of curiosity) I decided to look at new watches, but was in total disbelief at what I saw. The once huge display section was now a measly shelf of a few watches with very little styles. I was dumbfounded. After a few minutes of disappointment I decided to buy a six dollar battery. I also chose to purchase some pens and Equate Metamucil. The multi-million dollar conglomerate was (as usual) sold out of those items. I was pissed off but the real annoyance and irritation was only about to begin.

As I approached the cash out area my anger started to escalate. Once again history was repeating itself. Only three-quarters of the checkouts were open and the aisles were five deep with patrons. I waited over fifteen minutes in line. A manager was standing at the end of my aisle observing the situation. I turned around and started to verbally display my displeasure to her including stating the store was going downhill fast. When I finished venting (it was no more than thirty seconds) the woman replied, "There's nothing I can do". When I returned home I attempted to install the battery into my watch but it was hopeless. I couldn't pop open the back of the watch and decided to visit a jewelry store.

Frustration appeared to be the word for the day. I walked into an established jewelry store located at the north end of a strip mall once called Mountain Plaza. The original mall was a terrific place to shop...it had a lot of specialty stores. However Walmart expanded and PRESTO the majority of shops vanished...only a very few survived. Anyway after waiting a couple of minutes a saleswoman approached me and asked, "Can I help you?"

I placed the battery on the glass counter and asked, "Will you install this battery into my watch?" Her reply was, "We only install our own batteries."

I was shocked and yelled, "YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! WHAT IS GOING ON IN THIS COUNTRY?" In an irritated voice I asked her, "How much are your batteries?"

She answered, "Twelve dollars."

Now I was ready to go ballistic but somehow I left the store in silence but my blood pressure was in overdrive. I couldn't believe what had just happened and thinking where the fuck is the customer service.

Later on I laughed and thought the sales clerk is a very stupid, stupid woman. A complete and total idiot. She could've made some money but instead decided to be a moron. I was under the impression a lot of businesses were struggling because of the Wuhan Flu (maybe I should call it Covid-19) obviously not this joint. Either way if this alleged business does go "tits-up" all I can say is "Oh well. Serves you right."

My EA (Executive Assistant) and I bought a new washing machine. We discovered another prime example of less quality and customer service. First of all, the hot and cold water hoses cost extra...I kid you not. Secondly the complete owner's manual would be located online not in the customary booklet attached to the appliance.

One more bitch and I'll be out of your hair. I use to purchase some of my clothes at Marks Work Warehouse, specifically long and short sleeve tee-shirts. The material use to be a superior and high quality 1oo% cotton. Now the fabric is still 100% cotton but thin and cheaper. It's safe to say they joined the new infested group called, "Not give a shit about quality anymore."

Epilogue

Welcome to our new world where quality and various customer services are plunging downhill at an alarming rate. Merit and virtue seem to be things of the past. As the lyrics in the 1967 song, "Live For Life" sung by Jack Jones state "Yesterday's a memory (gone for good, forever) and tomorrow is a guess" are very true. As usual businesses and companies thrive on the almighty dollar. What's ahead for the consumer...tomorrow is a guess. Maybe sooner or later when individuals purchase a new home it won't have a furnace...they'll have to buy the unit separately. However it's very relieving to know not everything changes. Politicians make sure of that by always raising our taxes.

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Uncle Block's Flying Circus

You Be The Judge

I'm confused. Really, really confused. Adam Gilchrist (1971-)

Prelude

Life is full of uncertainty and most of the time is a very puzzling place. Of course government and media work in cahoots to amplify certain current events. A quote by Arthur Schopenhauer (1788-1860) makes total sense of my statement. "Exaggeration of every kind is as essential to journalism as it is to dramatic art, for the object of journalism is to make events go as far as possible." That paragraph is extremely realistic. Why not "play up" the story? The populace, will, without a doubt become more fascinated and interested. It's human nature. Individuals don't want dull and boring news. They want exciting and stimulating features. If the truth has to be stretched so be it. With regard to government they possess very unique and various tactics. One of their schemes is confusion.

First of all let me say the Wuhan Flu (or as other folks call it Covid-19) is for real. There is no doubt in my mind it has invaded the world. Where it came from, well, I think all eyes look at China but we'll never know. Anyway at times how serious is this virus in Ontario. We've seen a lot of smoke and mirrors from our governments since day one of this flu. Now hold on. Before you want my head on a platter hear me out. Unquestionably it's very sad people have died from this disease. I don't wish that on anyone. Nevertheless let's take a look at a few facts.

On Jan.21/21 I travelled to Staples because I needed writing paper. They stated online they were open for in store shopping but when I attempted to enter the premises I was refused admission. The staff member told me only curbside pickup was authorized. In spite of that I watched three people walk into the premises. When I asked the employee about the three individuals he said Staples was permitting customers to drop-off shipping items for Purolator and FedEx. Meanwhile, moments before I walked into the L.C.B.O. (Liquor Control Board of Ontario) and bought a bottle of Cherry Brandy without any problems. I'm very confused.

We always hear about this new phrase called social distancing. Does anyone actually partake in keeping six feet away from each other. Certainly not in the grocery stores where I shop. All the "experts" including politicians stress that rule but very few people abide by the regulation. Since I'm on that topic, what about NHL (National Hockey League) players. When and where does social distancing play into this game. Players are packed in their respective benches next to each other. At the end of the game the winning team will congratulate their goaltender. The distance is so close they could kiss each other. I also read that teams will be allowed to dine in restaurants together as one big group. I'm very confused.

To continue my puzzlement, I read an article in Global News on Jan.28/21 that 6.3 million travellers have entered Canada and no one was ordered to be quarantined. According to the Toronto Sun some passengers have flown into Toronto from places such as India or Nigeria to visit family or pursue an education and are free as the wind with no stipulations. A lady from India was quoted, "I didn't have a test but "they" took my number." The woman's 14 day quarantine policy was on the honour system. Ontario Premier Doug Ford wanted tighter restrictions for Pearson Airport but our "beloved" Trudeau who "manages" the country ignored his request. Once again I'm very confused.

Speaking of politicians, they and some high ranking officials decided to pay no attention to the advice of their government who preached it wasn't safe to travel and stay at home. Maybe these "special" humans are immune to the virus. People like that who sit high and mighty should be showing an example but then again how serious is this problem. I'm very confused.

I've always thought Stats Canada contains some fictitious data. It's quite comical how they produce the game "Fun With Figures". That gang amazes me how they can manipulate and have us believing one plus one equals three. I wonder if the daily Covid-19 information board is similar to the way Statistics Canada conducts their totals. How do these human calculators arrive at outrageous numbers. I'm talking about the write-up in CP24 news on Nov.12/20. These people projected 3500 new Covid-19 cases by Nov.22/20 and would exceed by 6500 cases by mid December 2020 in Ontario. What evidence do they have? Do they look into a crystal ball and predict this turmoil? Or maybe they want to continue to install fear, terror and paranoia into a lot of citizens. Either way, I'm very confused.

Speaking of "Fun With Figures" a good friend of ours mentioned to my E.A. (Executive Assistant) and myself a couple of mind-blowing stories. His father was filled with the dreaded C word (yes, Cancer) and recently died. R.I.P. Now get this. The authorities officially declared his death was due to Covid-19. The second feature is just as corrupt and dishonest as the first one. He also stated a friend waited in line for a Covid-19 test. After three hours his buddy decided to leave without undergoing the test. A day or two later he received a phone call from the Health Department stating he tested positive for Covid-19. Talk about a clear-cut case of fraudulence. But once again, I'm very confused.

A good friend of mine sent me an interesting email a couple months ago. It was a graph from the Government of Canada Fluwatch. "Oddly" it showed there were only 41 actual flu cases in Canada (yes in Canada not just Ontario) from Nov.29/20 to Dec.5/20. It was a drop of 98.7% from the six year average. Would our trusting government be padding the Covid-19 numbers with our yearly flu cases to increase the quantity? Is it more Fun With Figures? Would our ethical government actually do such an underhanded thing like that? I'm very confused.

The same friend who sent me the Fluwatch graph also forwarded an article from the Summit News which was published on Nov.18/20. The write-up was titled, "Top Pathologist Claims Coronavirus Is The Greatest Hoax Ever Perpetrated On An Unsuspecting Public." Dr. Roger Hodkinson was addressing government officials in Alberta. He stressed that the Covid-19 was utterly unfounded pubic hysteria driven by the media and politicians. He also mentioned nothing could be done to stop the spread of the virus except trying to protect older and vulnerable people. It's politics playing medicine. Dr. Hodkinson also said social distancing and masks are useless. Very interesting points he makes.

Some Medical experts are now claiming a possible third wave variant of the virus is going to join us while most of Canada is no longer under lockdown. Are the medical people completely truthful about that statement? Or are they and the media once again attempting to place more mayhem into society? If they are honest and factual why is the government starting to open up everything? Furthermore I continue to see T.V. commercials telling everyone the Covid-19 virus is deadly and everyone should stay at home until they receive the vaccine. I'm very confused.

Epilogue

It's been a hell of a ride with this flu and yes at times I ponder if it's been overplayed. Politics and media can be a depressing combination. I'm the first to admit the newspaper articles I've used for this rant could be exaggerated. Like the rest of us I hope this flu will disappear forever. However I'm still very confused.

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Uncle Block's Scamdemic Update.

Yuletide Greetings

Hello folks. Once again it's that time of the season to celebrate. However 2020 has been, to say the least troublesome and terrible for everyone, some people in more ways than one. Covid-19 or also known as the Wuhan Flu has been completely controlling our lives. I will write my thoughts about the virus in a rant next year.

Sadly my E.A. (Executive Assistant) and I had to cancel our annual Saturday afternoon Christmas get together with friends because of the bug. The once jovial holiday period will be very different this year and all we can do is try to display a sense of humour.

As usual some dignitaries such as Queen Elizabeth, Pope Francis and our juvenile "leader" Justin (please will someone take my picture) Trudeau will customarily deliver their Christmas messages of hope and optimism as they do every year...it's like a broken record. Hmm, I just wonder what their objective will be. But you know what? My view on their content or whatever they spew out this time never changes. It's the S.O.S. Their rhetoric never ceases to amaze me. They are always trying to verbally impress the people.

In spite of all that, it's time to rejoice even if it's only for a week or two. Enjoy your time with family and friends. Enjoy your Christmas dinner, adult beverages, baked goods and treats. Eat, drink and be merry. Try to erase the confusion and disruption that has been forced upon us. At the minimum place this chaos on the back burner and attempt to relish this time of year.

As usual from my E.A. and yours truly PLEASE have a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

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Puritan will return in 2021

The Age of Collapse: A Journey To Remember

Never underestimate the incompetence of government. James Cook (1728-1779)

Prelude

Politicians are few and far between but unfortunately they're a part of everyday lives. Many of these power hungry rulers think they always have the correct answer for every issue. A lot of them live in some sort of fantasy world. Sometimes their decisions depend on which way the "wind is blowing." Not everyone can become a politician. It takes a certain individual to enter and succeed in the political theatre. I have no idea if these legislators inherit a magical gift or they develop the talent throughout the early years of their life. Elected officials skill can be quite amazing especially when they answer a question. Their reply may go on for two or three minutes, some times even longer. Without a doubt these hand shakers are a certain and special breed.

Back in October of this year I decided to shop at the Hamilton Farmers Market and Starpolskis Delikatacy on a Saturday morning. That meant I had to travel downtown into the heart of Hamilton. My first stop was the Market. While I travelled along York Blvd. I noticed numerous tents set up on the sidewalk of First Ontario Center. I said out loud, "These must be the tent people." I've seen pictures and news clips about these folks but never encountered this type of homelessness.

I've watched our "beloved" Mayor Fred Eisenberger on TV a few times talking about these unlucky individuals. Each and every time the L.R.T. (Light Rail Transit) conductor sings the same song. He INSISTS no one should have to live like that. Such a "caring leader." Whenever I hear him say those kind-hearted words my response never changes. If he actually and truly cared about those people this head honcho should invite a group of them to stay at his home. Now that would be a magnificent and a true Christian act of caring.

Our "sympathetic" mayor was quoted in a Global News article on July 22/20 and stated some people just won't leave. Really? I wonder why? Think about it Fred. Where the hell are they going to go! Despite that, the problem created a major public health complication specifically with unsanitary conditions.

Over the years I've seen our judicial system (more than a few times) become an ass backwards and disgusting bleeding heart liberal sideshow. On July 30/20 the court ruled they city was barred from forcing people to pack their tents. But suddenly on October 9/20 the court injunction was lifted and out of the blue the city was allowed to enforce their no camping bylaw. It amazes me how the misfortune originated.

Our "leader" also said in the article that the provincial government has to "pick up" the slack of social services. Here we go again. Politicians bellyaching and whining WE NEED MORE MONEY! My advice to our "admired" "King" is stop wasting tax payers hard earned cash on absolutely useless, foolish and crackpot projects. I've said it before and I'll say it again, EXTREMELY SHAMEFUL!

I finished my business at the Market and continued my excursion along James St. North. Just before I turned eastbound onto Barton St. I noticed two attractive young women walking southbound on James St. holding hands. I thought, have things ever changed. But then I remembered the Seinfeld episode where the popular line was "Not that there's anything wrong with that."

I was now headed to my deli. As soon as I passed Victoria Ave. I immediately observed Barton St. hadn't changed since my last "visit." Possibly more run-down. The first thing I thought of was Matthew Green. Remember him? He was a "crusader" and councillor for Ward 3 from 2014-2018. His attitude was going to inject new life into Barton Street. But like so many other "thoughtful" politicians he said a lot about nothing. Personally I think he used his short-lived municipal political career as a stepping stone to fulfill bigger and better objectives or shall I say more power, control and authority. If that was his plan it definitely worked in Green's favour. Now the "sincere" advocate has a MP (Member of Parliament) position in the same area with the N.D.P. (New Democratic Party).

Now the ward has another idealist. Her name is Nrinder Nan who was elected in 2018. As I drove along Barton St. it didn't take me long to realize she hasn't done a damn thing to enhance the gloomy and bleak district of the city. Ms. Nan might have added more planter boxes and other senseless items to annoy vehicle owners but really is it logical? What good does that do? We're talking about rejuvenating business. I do feel sorry for the few hard working store owners who try to maintain their businesses and keep them afloat. Do the councillors really care? Well, looking at Barton Street's track record over the years I don't think they give a rat's ass. The bureaucrats will say, in all honesty they're deeply concerned but you must remember one thing about politicians. On "occasion" they do lie.

It was strange not to see any hookers standing on the street corners during my short and depressing trek. Maybe the women are smart enough and have decided to focus on some other kind of employment. Speaking of smart, some of our City Hall so called brain power may say Covid-19 (or as other people refer to it as the Wuhan Flu) hasn't helped the Barton Street dilemma. If they have that belief I have two words for them, BULL SHIT! Some things don't change and the dilapidated Barton Street is one of them.

Epilogue

All politicians talk the talk but it's very nauseating only a few walk the walk. At one time I enjoyed and was devoted to this city. I was proud to be a Hamiltonian. However now I compare it to the 1965 Barry McGuire song "Eve of Destruction."

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