-- silly, silly people
Somebody call the whaaambulance!
This "clean" neighborhood you're looking for is actually out at Jubilee. Go there and cry about pole litter.
Jubilee! Jubilee? Jubilee!
Thank you for that, KY.
Hm. This makes me want to go to Liberty and have a drink.
#3 Your comment reminds me of growing up in Lacey and cutting through Panorama City on my bike to visit a friend. Fucking Twilight Zone! Stepford for the aged!
I think they are probably just used to spelling "Cum" and carried it over into other similar words.
I like Liberty's posters. They're a cool reminder that somebody is trying to build a business in the neighborhood and is willing to use a little elbow grease. Want something to bitch about? The quality of the garage sale signs so far this season leaves a lot to be desired! Ambiguous arrowing, floppy cardboard. Please.
@8. oh and don't get me started on idiots that don't put a freaking date on their sign, and then proceed to leave them up for a month after the sale.
Whaaambulance---very funny, KY! Well done!
If you think pole litter is a harmless expression of speech or a good way to promote a business, you should take a look at the telephone poles that line NW 23rd Ave. in Portland. You might change your mind.
At least Liberty is an improvement on what was there before, a low end thrift shop and then it was an empty store front.
People bitch that there are empty store fronts and bitch when someone builds something. Time to LEVEL ALL OF THE HILL AND MAKE IT A HUGE PARKING LOT!!!! AND all the light poles will have lots of trashy hand made signs!!!
This is no different than Erica et al. whining about losing bars in Pike-Pine.
I hear the poles are beautiful in Kent.
As are the kielbasa.
I hear repetition is in.
Let's see here... a new business in its first weeks of operation (Liberty's daytime business just opened with a different owner than the nighttime bar) places a few posters on telephone poles, and this guy labels them as a bad neighbor? You've got to be kidding me. We all remember the madness of a few years back when posters were banned throughout the city. The ban was lifted for good reasons:
(1) Pragmatically, banning posters stifles commercial and creative activity by silencing the voices of entrepreneurs and artists who don't have enough $$$ to advertise through "normal" corporate channels. Without audiences, these community-friendly ventures can never grow and the neighborhoods they support suffer.
(2) Jingoistically, banning posters violates free speech. Go America!
(3) Selfishly, I kinda want to know what's happening in my neighborhood so I can participate in the community. Does that make me a bad neighbor?
Soapboxing aside, Liberty AM gave away *free* espresso for a week and I'm pretty sure I saw the "anonymous" whiner enjoying a free cup of joe. Can you feel the righteous indignation?
Well. What a lovely tizzy. Unfortunately, it's not a beautiful sunny day, or we'd all I imagine be outside instead of here, contemplating beautiful telephone poles.
Ah, the telephone pole. Almost a contemporary museum of sorts.
Speaking of art, let's talk about the arat in question on these poles (and, by "poles" not the kind that serve kielbasa). You know, folks, there are a lot of things to get all up in an uproar about, but colorful signs on street poles? Really? Those are so upsetting? Hmm. Methinks that you my friend (the 'i, anonymous' poster) really has a lot of time on their hands. I sure wish that I did! Man, I'd write to the Stranger and complain about the weather. I mean, where's the damned sun? Or, I hear that there's something going on in Iraq or something?
Anyway. We're all kind'a proud of our new Liberty AM, since; after all, we're serving Stumptown espresso(great stuff). It's a great accompaniment to our fine, fine, fresh-fruit cocktails, and dare I forget our artful and tasty sushi?
Alrighty, then. Off I go to make a Jasmine. Yummy. Fresh-pressed lemon, gin, Cointreau and a kiss of Campari? Wonderful.
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