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Boulder’s do-gooders manipulate the news media


By Max R. Weller

Read the latest puff piece in the Daily Camera: Once a flashpoint, Boulder housing for chronically homeless marks 1st year with few problems. Quoting from it below:

The 31-unit, $8 million facility opened its doors in November 2014 after overcoming intense neighborhood opposition. Many north Boulder residents believed the facility would become a magnet for the kind of unsavory behavior they said already afflicted the area due to the presence of the Boulder Shelter for the Homeless just to the north.

Many opponents were skeptical about the Housing First model, which does not require participants to be sober or address mental health or other issues in order to receive housing, and others worried that by locating housing right next to the existing homeless shelter, participants would be less likely to leave behind old friends with problematic behaviors.

In a study of the first year of operation, though, Boulder Housing Partners, which owns and manages 1175 Lee Hill, found that neighbors had not placed a single call to the police about the facility or its residents, nor had they made any complaints to property management.

Here’s the comment I left on BHP’s Facebook page, where they posted this so-called study:

“There were no calls to the police from the neighborhood related to Lee Hill or its residents. Likewise, BHP, the property manager and owner of Lee Hill, received no complaints from the neighborhood.” WTF? Who do you think you’re kidding? I don’t own a cell phone, but I had to ask others who do to call 9-1-1 several times because of drunken HF residents who were creating problems in the area around N. Broadway & Laramie, the entrance to the Dakota Ridge neighborhood. You can tell all the WHOPPERS you like, but those of us who live in north Boulder know the TRUTH. And I’ve frequently made verbal complaints to staff at BSH regarding specific troublemakers at 1175 Lee Hill, right next door. And how do you explain Case Manager Chris Byrne actually standing on the corner of U.S. 36 with Donna helping her fly a sign, right before you finally woke up and threw her butt out?

BTW, this same comment I left on the BSH Facebook page was deleted.

It’s all of a piece, anyway, the Homeless Ghetto which has been created in this neighborhood. If 9-1-1 dispatchers in their call logs and police officers in their written reports record the address as 4869 N. Broadway — even if a specific incident occurs next door at 1175 Lee Hill — it’s just ingrained habit from the almost-daily emergency responses made to this area. I’m not going to pay the city for their hours of research, at something like $30/hour, to try and separate it all out. When I’m present in the neighborhood, I’ve seen with my own eyes that Boulder PD responds to the Housing First facility itself, and for calls about HF clients elsewhere in the neighborhood.

Those of you who follow this blog know how often I’ve written about the problems these do-gooders are enabling . . .

All of which brings me to the point of today’s post. Continuing excerpt from the Daily Camera report:

Gail Promboin, a longtime north Boulder resident who strongly opposed locating the facility so close to the homeless shelter, attributes the success in part to the participation of former opponents on the advisory committee that developed the management policies.

Promboin, who continues to serve on a neighborhood advisory council to 1175 Lee Hill, said she was “totally surprised” by how well things have gone. But when asked if she was wrong to oppose it, she conceded she was “partially wrong.”

“I was partially wrong, and partially, we made them focus very clearly on the challenge of having that facility right next to the shelter,” she said.

She praised Boulder Housing Partners for working with neighbors and designing an attractive building. A mural of a hot air balloon by north Boulder artist Sally Eckert graces the Broadway side of the building.

“For people who are new to the neighborhood, I don’t think they know what it is because they keep a low profile, and there is no reason to know,” she said.

Here’s what I posted to my own Facebook page:

The news media keeps referring to Gail Promboin as a critic of Housing First at 1175 Lee Hill, who lives nearby. Here’s a picture of Gail (L) together with Betsey Martens (R), the executive director of Boulder Housing Partners, at the groundbreaking ceremony for this project — and they’re all smiles.


Should we be surprised? I doubt Gail has ever seen one of the pickled idjits from either Housing First or Boulder Shelter right next door, passed out in a ditch belonging to the Dakota Ridge HOA.

I think she might have been a plant — someone who pretended to be opposed but was then “won over” by the wonderful work of the do-gooders.

I’ve never seen a crowd like this show up to help pick up empty beer cans and vodka bottles left behind by their chronically homeless little darlings — it’s usually just me and a laborer or two from the small commercial district in the 4900 block of N. Broadway.

Here are the links to just seven of my blog posts on Housing First at 1175 Lee Hill in general, and its cast of characters in particular:

Donna the homeless drama queen at N. Broadway & Laramie Blvd.

There’s a better way than the 1175 Lee Hill boondoggle.

1175 Lee Hill case manager ‘helps’ aggressive panhandling client at N. Broadway & U.S. 36.

Let’s review the true costs.

Boulder Housing Partners: greedy bastards.

“Sexually Violent Predator” returns to Boulder Shelter for the Homeless. Quoting from this blog post below:

True, because HUD funds are involved in the 1175 Lee Hill boondoggle, a registered sex offender like Kerry Whitfield won’t be eligible for housing there — but he’ll be right next door at 4869 N. Broadway (BSH) with as many as a dozen others. It’s all a part of the Homeless Ghetto being created in north Boulder.

Thanks to the homeless shelter/services industry, my north Boulder neighborhood is going to HELL.

Maybe when I return to this neighborhood in a short while, and begin camping outside once again, I’ll see Betsey Martens and Gail Promboin with trash bags in hand, picking up empty beer cans and vodka bottles. More likely they’ll just keep pretending that everything is peachy keen, and I’ll be picking up the bums’ trash myself . . .


Boulder Shelter pansies in full bloom


By Max R. Weller

The premise of these so-called programs at Boulder Shelter for the Homeless (First Step/Transition, Summer Bed Program, Housing First), or any other homeless shelter/services provider, is twofold: 1) To offer a pathway for the helpless and needy clients to become independent, productive citizens; and 2) To appeal to both public and private sources for financial support, never minding that #1 is phony baloney. In fact, the tiny percentage of chronically homeless people who do “get back on their feet” do so on their own, and don’t need the distractions of scamming ne’er-do-wells in any program.

The most that can be hoped for is to warehouse the chronically homeless and lessen the chances they will die on the streets. Having said that, I hasten to add that letting them drink themselves to death in brand new apartments at 1175 Lee Hill (over $200,000 apiece) is no better — dead is dead.

When I arrived at BSH this morning around 5:15, I heard somebody chanting gibberish in the atrium as I waited outside for the door to open at 6AM:

O, bumatee bumatee bumatee

O, bumatee bumatee bumatee

O, bumatee bumatee bumatee

I haven’t any clue what this is supposed to mean, and I’ve given it a phonetic spelling above. It went on continuously for almost ten minutes. I almost rang the doorbell to summon staff, thinking that this precious little program doper was suffering some sort of seizure.

Shortly after it ceased, Rain Man — the guy who admits he came here to Boulder for the weed and is angry about the recent rainy weather — arrived and started telling on himself again! This time, he detailed the larcenous scheme that he and a friend are trying to pull off at local retail establishments; one guy will shoplift merchandise, then the other guy will return it at a later time to get a refund. I can’t believe this works very often, in the absence of a store receipt, and Rain Man himself is so STOOPID he doesn’t understand that being in possession of stolen property is also a crime, just like stealing in the first place. Well, guess what? Rain Man wants to get into the Summer Bed program, in the belief that he can continue to smoke dope and commit petty crimes in the community, and it looks like he will succeed.

Apparently, nobody on staff at BSH is either smart enough or attentive enough to listen to Rain Man telling on himself inside the facility . . .

I have to update the circumstances of the Housing First client — let’s call her “Doris” — who was recently evicted for inviting her drunken friends to stay overnight in her apartment (a BIG no-no without express permission, and then only a few nights per month). She has moved into a nearby field, into a large cardboard box with a small doggie door cut out at the bottom. She is sharing this humble abode with two guys, and yesterday she was so intoxicated she could barely stand upright as she panhandled on the corner of N. Broadway & U.S. 36. Doris (NOT her real name) used to stay down around Baseline in south Boulder, but the 1175 Lee Hill Wet House brought her north, and now my neighborhood may be stuck with her presence for the foreseeable future. Thanks for nothing, Greg Harms and Betsey Martens!


Shutting off the Q & A with north Boulder residents in re Housing First

In addition, this pickled HF alumnus has lost her eyeglasses, and crawls over the barbed-wire fence leading into the field with her cardboard home, instead of walking through either one of two gaps about 10′ wide.

I’ve been drunk many times in the past, before I sobered up more than a dozen years ago, but I don’t believe I was ever as pathetic as Doris. I could be wrong, however; does jogging nekkid at midnight on deserted country roads back in Missouri count?

In closing, today’s Boulder Shelter Pansy Prize has to go to the program resident who was begging staff to make another BIG pot of coffee, when the first ran out, because he lacks the foresight to buy his own instant coffee like I do. No doubt, he has money for cigarettes, booze, and dope; everything else he should be able to get FREE. This is, after all, what local do-gooders led by Joy Eckstine Redstone and Isabel McDevitt are teaching the bums to expect from society.

Addendum: The National Weather Service forecast is looking better, finally. It hasn’t been so bad for me, with books to read and snacks to eat when I’m forced to crawl into my burrow.

Max’s Journal 3/31/2015


By Max R. Weller

I didn’t realize that it was possible to wear out a pair of Crocs, but due to my odd gait I’m now sporting a hole in the heel of the left shoe. A friend got them for me a couple of years ago, and I’ve worn the ugly things daily since then, even in the snow (my bad hip makes it impossible for me to bend over far enough to put on socks, anyway). They’re cheap, and I’ll be happy to give Walmart more of my money to get a new pair.

Let’s be brutally frank, shall we? We’ll see a Tiny House Village (like the one below) here in Boulder, CO when the devil straps on ice skates. It doesn’t involve millions and millions of taxpayer dollars — serving a relatively small number of the homeless population like the horribly inefficient Housing First model — and nobody is getting awards and nationwide recognition for actually addressing homelessness in a reasonable way, ASAP. Instead, let’s have another phony 10-Year Plan to End (or to “Address”) Homelessness, and continue to make the problem bigger! More backslapping congratulations for Greg Harms and Betsey Martens, too, in case they don’t give themselves enough credit (admittedly, this is unlikely).


Inexpensive and functional

A guy I’d like to see homeless: He’s a closet Republican, who won’t marry his significant other despite having adopted two kids:

King Jared the Pretender (Only in Boulder)

From the Denver Post: Denver may decide soon on public toilet try-out on downtown streets. Two thoughts occur to me:

1) The bums will tear this “loo” up in a very short time; and

2) Other bums will be sleeping in the loo.

Portland Loo

A Portland Loo public toilet stands in Portland, Ore. (Photo courtesy Madden Fabrication)

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