Monthly Archives: November 2016

Trump vows to round up able-bodied young ‘travelers’ and send them to labor camps in the wilderness


By Max R. Weller


Civilian Conservation Corps Camp Elmore, VT ca. 1930s

It’s an idea I’ve often touted on this blog — creating a 21st Century CCC and putting the lazy ne’er-do-well potheads and alcoholics to work, away from all temptations that they’re far too weak to resist, and even requiring them to attend GED classes in addition to performing manual labor for at least 10 hours per day, 6 days a week (only Sundays off).

President-elect Trump will shortly make it official, and announce that I will be the czar of Put the Bums to Work, which will begin with a camp here in Colorado — the state that is now the focal point of shiftless youngsters from all across our country because of so-called legal marijuana. (PBW camps will be alcohol- and drug-free).

I thought it best to publish this notice ASAP, rather than wait until next April 1st . . .

Thanksgiving weekend ups and downs


By Max R. Weller

Wednesday, 11/23/2016: Nobody was on the corner of N. Broadway & U.S. 36, so I took advantage of it to make a total of $103 from generous passersby in two hours there. First Hundred Dollar Day I’ve had in years, because I haven’t been panhandling on holidays recently.

Thursday, Thanksgiving Day: A friend from the Dakota Ridge neighborhood brought me a homemade dinner consisting of bacon-wrapped roast turkey (the most tender and juicy I’ve ever had, and the flavors remained distinct — as with a turkey and bacon club sandwich), whipped sweet potatoes seasoned with garlic and herbs, stuffing, a couple of chocolate chip cookies, and a bottle of sparkling mineral water. I forgot all about making my own Spam or head cheese sandwiches.

Friday, 11/25: One of my friends from Longmont brought me three big jars of instant coffee; I kept the two Maxwell House brand and gave the Folgers to Vietnam vet John, who shares the general area where I camp overnight. I was very happy that afternoon . . .

By 10PM, I was in such severe pain from what I was 90% certain was a kidney stone on my right side (but it’s wise to have a CT scan to rule out a hot appendix), that I walked from my campsite over to Boulder Shelter for the Homeless to ask them to call the paramedics. They did so, but initially refused to let me wait inside for the ambulance to arrive. I guess my complaint to the staff member about nausea and diarrhea made him decide to let me in long enough to use the staff restroom at the front.

When I walked out to talk to the paramedics, the male told me, “If it’s a kidney stone, the ER can’t do anything for it.” WHAT A DAMNED FOOL! I first went through this over ten years ago in Kansas City, MO so I knew the ER doctors and nurses could do a lot. Besides a CT scan which determined the stone was small enough to pass on its own (and there was no problem with my appendix), I received a shot of morphine and another pain medication about an hour later, two bags of fluid intravenously, and a couple of prescriptions (not going to have them filled) and a referral to a urologist (not going to make an appointment). Apparently, the situation resolved itself the following day (although I didn’t pee through a strainer and bottle any debris in a specimen jar they provided). Everything seems fine now. and it was the ER doctor’s decision to give me painkillers because the agony had my blood pressure around 210 / 190, which is dangerously high. The doctor laughed out loud when I told her what that male paramedic had said . . .

Saturday, 11/26: The corner of N. Broadway & U.S. 36 continued to be swarmed by redneck transient stoners, two from Tennessee and two more from Indiana. What little money they get goes immediately for cigarettes and marijuana, and they can’t even feed themselves (they turned down the FREE Thanksgiving Day dinners at several locations in Boulder, preferring to stay stoned without interruption — so much for the myth of marijuana giving you the “munchies”). Having made enough cash three days earlier, I took it easy sitting on the wall in front of the nearby Mexican restaurant.

Sunday, 11/27: More or less a repeat of Saturday, except for the Daily Camera publishing my commentary: ‘Rose-colored glasses on homelessness don’t help.’

Honestly, folks, DON’T GIVE CASH TO THESE CANNABIS ADDICTS! They’re nothing but a waste of good oxygen.

Monday, 11/28: Feeling much better today. Found a bag of my favorite chips at King Soopers for just $2:


Be back soon!

‘Era ends: Downtown Boulder haven for homeless programs closes after 10 years’


By Max R. Weller

Ian Johnson, left, Jason Evans and Kyle Anderson enjoy a meal and warm temperatures in the Carriage House day shelter Friday run by Bridge House.

Ian Johnson, left, Jason Evans and Kyle Anderson enjoy a meal and warm temperatures in the Carriage House day shelter Friday run by Bridge House. (Paul Aiken / Staff Photographer)

Had I written this photo’s caption, it would have read: Able-bodied transients from outside Boulder County, CO sit around drinking coffee and stuffing their faces for free. (In fact, they also have free coffee at Labor Ready and other temporary employment agencies here, but the expectation is that you’d be looking for work.)

In any case, here’s the link to the Daily Camera article. Excerpt follows:

The small downtown space that for the past 10 years has been the Boulder homeless community’s primary daytime source for shelter and food will close this week.

Five different Boulder churches have agreed to rotate as hosts of day programming for the homeless through April, as the city continues work to have a more permanent solution in place by next year.

The space soon to close — Friday will be its final day — sits in the carriage house of First Congregational Church, at Broadway and Pine Street. Boulder service provider Bridge House put $150,000 toward renovations of the carriage house in 2006, in exchange for a decade of free rent.

The lease expired last month, and Bridge House declined an offered five-year renewal, which would have required the organization to pay for the space for the first time.

What would you expect from Isabel McDevitt? She feels ENTITLED to a new lease with free rent. Great example you’re setting for your clients there, Isabel:


In related news about homelessness in the Boulder Bubble, I’ve learned from several sources that Boulder Outreach for Homeless Overflow (BOHO) no longer provides mats to place on the floor of the various churches and a synagogue which rotate as hosts for the homeless. Only a single blanket is provided to each overnight guest. This shocked me, because in the past couple of years BOHO has begun to receive tens-of-thousands of taxpayer dollars from the City of Boulder . . . Where in blazes is the money going? I understand that a portion of it is for staff salaries, but they only earn a pittance. Below is a photo of an Emergency Warming Center location as it used to be:


I’ve NEVER stayed at BOHO and I never will, either. They also serve as a magnet for the worst-behaved transients who flock to Boulder, CO.

Have a good day; I’ll be back soon.

Shame, shame on Boulder!


By Max R. Weller

Here are two recent stories from the Daily Camera which illustrate why many people consider the City of Boulder and Boulder County to be so very, very phony:

Packed Boulder crowd hears from anonymous panel of Trump voters.

On Wednesday at the Integral Center for yoga, meditation and relational practice, a standing-room-only crowd gathered to listen and learn from what, in Boulder, is a rarely seen and mysterious character: a Donald Trump voter.

So risky and courageous is it to speak publicly in this city as a Trump supporter that the panelists asked to remain anonymous, and event organizers insisted none of the more than 100 seated in the room photograph or record anything during the 90-minute forum.

The panelists, all in early-to-middle adulthood, were a diverse bunch: a white man raised in central Africa who moved to the area recently; a gay black man adopted by white parents, who now lives in the foothills; a white woman who’s been obsessed with presidential politics since a stint on the high school debate team long ago; a part-Native American woman raised in the Rust Belt and deeply involved in the pro-life movement; and a white man who, since 2000 alone, has voted in presidential races for Ralph Nader, Michael Badnarik, Barack Obama and now Donald Trump.

Men who started Cold Springs Fire sentenced to work release, probation. Excerpt follows:

The two men who started the Cold Springs Fire near Nederland were both sentenced today to work release and probation after pleading guilty to felony arson.

Jimmy Andrew Suggs, 28, and Zackary Ryan Kuykendall, 26, were sentenced to two years of work release to be followed by four years of probation by Boulder District Judge Ingrid Bakke on Friday morning. The two men will also have to pay restitution, which prosecutors estimated will be upwards of $1.25 million.

Bakke said she acknowledged the two men never intended to start the fire, but said there still needed to be some consequences for their actions.

“How does the criminal justice system react to this type of a case, where I’m absolutely convinced there was no malice?” Bakke said. “This was a mistake. But I can’t ignore that it’s felony behavior despite the fact there was no intent whatsoever to cause this type of damage.”

Hillary supporters are bullies? Alabama transient firebugs get slapped on the wrist? That’s how it goes here in the Boulder Bubble, folks.


(Actually, the Homeless Philosopher plans to dine on wonderful Spam sandwiches.)