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These are not the concerns I have about living in Chico. I don’t smoke, don’t use plastic bags and like no nukes.
What I don’t like is going out to dinner at Tres Hombres, trying to find a parking place in a parking structure that mostly has spaces for Hotel Diamond, then finally finding one and having to walk through filthy streets and many homeless people to get to the restaurant. The days of strolling through downtown are over. It is just plain not safe.
Last week a friend’s son was walking downtown near Jack in the Box. He and another friend were jumped by men and ended up in the hospital. They were walking in a well-lit area that used to be safe.
Until this town faces the facts that the plaza is a gathering place for the dreggs of society who span out into the sidewalks we are going to continue to watch those businesses fold. I’m not risking my family’s safety just because I like the restaurants downtown.
Wake up City Council and clean up our town.
I am quite amused that these are the things far-right conservatives find terrifying.
Terrifying?
Excellent point Princess. A lot of Chico citizens share your concerns.
Someone told me recently that we have a methadone clinic on Rio Lindo and it isn’t safe to be in that area after dark because of knife fights and attacks.
Terrifying Chris? Are you joking? You must be… okay, ha-ha, very funny -Jack
Speaking of the BOX OFFICE…the record breaking documentary, “Love Him or Hate Him, You Don’t Know Him: Obama’s America 2016” by the maker of Schindler’s List and featuring writer Dinesh D’Souza will be at the Chico Cinemark Theater on Friday. Be there or be square!
And until then you should read this excellent review by Daniel J. Kelley, Chicago Daily Observer…:
http://www.cdobs.com/archive/featured/love-him-or-hate-him-you-dont-know-him-obamas-america-2016/
Kelly concludes:
This is from an email I just received and thought worth sharing here.
Being Green
Checking out at the store, the young cashier suggested to the older woman, that she should bring her own grocery bags because plastic bags weren’t good for the environment.
The woman apologized and explained, “We didn’t have this green thing back in my earlier days.”
The young clerk responded, “That’s our problem today. Your generation did not care enough to save our environment for future generations.”
She was right — our generation didn’t have the green thing in its day.
Back then, we returned milk bottles, soda bottles and beer bottles to the store. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over and over. So they really were recycled.
But we didn’t have the green thing back in our day.
Grocery stores bagged our groceries in brown paper bags, that we reused for numerous things, most memorable besides household garbage bags, was the use of brown paper bags as book covers for our schoolbooks. This was to ensure that public property, (the books provided for our use by the school) was not defaced by our scribblings. Then we were able to personalize our books on the brown paper bags.
But too bad we didn’t do the green thing back then.
We walked up stairs, because we didn’t have an escalator in every store and office building. We walked to the grocery store and didn’t climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks.
But she was right. We didn’t have the green thing in our day.
Back then, we washed the baby’s diapers because we didn’t have the throwaway kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy-gobbling machine burning up 220 volts — wind and solar power really did dry our clothes back in our early days. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.
But that young lady is right; we didn’t have the green thing back in our day.
Back then, we had one TV, or radio, in the house — not a TV in every room. And the TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief (remember them?), not a screen the size of the state of Montana . In the kitchen, we blended and stirred by hand because we didn’t have electric machines to do everything for us. When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded up old newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap. Back then, we didn’t fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn’t need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity.
But she’s right; we didn’t have the green thing back then.
We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blades in a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull.
But we didn’t have the green thing back then.
Back then, people took the streetcar or a bus and kids rode their bikes to school or walked instead of turning their moms into a 24-hour taxi service.. We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And we didn’t need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 23,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest burger joint.
But isn’t it sad the current generation laments how wasteful we old folks were just because we didn’t have the green thing back then?
That’s a good one Peggy and so true. I can really relate to this one!
It was a trip down memory lane and reminder of just how great the, “Good ole days” were.
Before all the smoke moved in I enjoyed hanging the wash out to dry on a clothes line. Will again when the fires are gone.
I’ll bet few in their 30-40s have given up their dryers. They rather cut down a tree to make a paper grocery bag and unlawful to use a plastic one.
Peggy, I really liked that. The “green thing” today is necessary because we have so much technology at our disposal and so much more opportunity for waste than any other generation.
Im glad you get it Chris, hopefully, enough of your generation will too and have real impact on what kind of world you leave to your children.
My generation fixed things until it could no longer be fixed or the cost was more then replacing it. I spent a month one summer when I was in high school on my aunt and uncles farm in Missouri. Every Tuesday was wash day when after doing the wash in a very old ringer washing machine wed hang the clothes out on a long line propped up by a board to keep the sheets and clothes from touching the dirt. On one Tuesday my aunt said something Ive never forgotten. We may not have much, but we take care of what we do have. There is no shame in wearing an old shirt as long as its clean.
In my 50 years now of driving and owning a car my aunts words have been my guide as to when Id replace them. My beloved sport car I bought in 1989 I kept until 2002 when the heads cracked and the cost was triple what the value was. Ive owned maybe 10 cars since my first 1955 Chevy in 1965.
My son and daughter-in-law on the other hand have in 10 years owned more cars and trucks than I have my whole life. They complain they cant afford things and then trade in their 18 month old Hemi super-charged Dodge for a VW Bug with two kids that have music lessons and soccer practice and NO trunk space.
Believe me they didnt learn their lack of control from me, and I have to bite my tongue when I see their newest set of wheels. When the front wheels of those cars touched the road coming out of the dealers lots they lost thousands every time.
Talk about waste. I just shake my head when I see the cloth grocery bags shoved into that tiny trunk. I expect their next car will be another SUV like the one they owned four cars ago.
Just keep my aunt’s words with you Chris to guide you and you really will be so much better off. And so will your kids world.