A LITTLE MORE ACCOUNTABILITY, A LITTLE LESS ENABLING
By Max R. Weller
I saw it when I returned to my spot on the wall in front of the Mexican restaurant shortly before noon yesterday — human turds and a large amount of used toilet paper. Understand, there are lots of bushes not far away, where a person might take a dump in an emergency if they’re unwelcome at all of the nearby businesses with toilets. No doubt whatsoever in my mind; this was the passive-aggressive act of one of the inebriates who hang out at Drunkards’ Wallow nearby.
I’m finding it increasingly difficult to hold my anger at them in check. Two female refugees from the “res” and a couple of male pedophiles, all of them drunk every single day. Of course, they wouldn’t be in this north Boulder neighborhood if not for the presence of Boulder Shelter for the Homeless at 4869 N. Broadway, so the apologists/enablers running that facility must share the blame.
This reminded me of the Campsite Crapper from a few years ago, who is probably a coprophiliac as well as a former candidate for Boulder City Council in 2011, sponsored by Bridge House. He would arrive uninvited at other homeless people’s campsites, then leave behind his “calling card” the next morning — in one case on top of a homeless woman’s sleeping bag after she’d already left for the day.
Not the Shrub, not the Shrew, and definitely not the Old Coot from Vermont.
If you’re as tired of potato chips and corn chips as I am, here’s something you ought to try. Sweets & Beets® are available at King Soopers on Table Mesa, and occasionally they’re on sale so that even the Homeless Philosopher can afford a bag.
Another celebrity endorsement, from the actress who should have been cast in the role of Katniss Everdeen:
Tonight at my campsite: junk food and sugary beverages.