Category Archive: Crime
Remuralizing & Demoralizing
I just wanted to attempt to resurrect or take the pulse of the idea bandied about a short while back re: recreating the Scott Street Pub’s upstairs wall mural. The gist of the idea was that, since a detailed photographic record exists of the entire mural, why can’t it become a community project to recreate it in a new home? Some recommended the Fillmor as a good candidate for a home. Or maybe somewhere in/on ArtsBlock. Is there anyone out there in CW land that is taking this project to heart and under their wing?
Where Does Wausau Go?
What an amazing year 2007 was. It’s brought about a a lot of change in our community, and in some ways, I myself will never be the same.
A few months ago, I was walking into my friend Forest Young’s drugstore to pick up a prescription. As I entered, I was quickly asked to leave and not touch anything. Why? Was I a loitering miscreant? No, not this time. It was because the ladies behind the counter had just been accosted by a gun-wielding burglar.
Smashing Pumpkins
An Open Letter to the Presumably Young Vandals Who Smashed My Kids’ Pumpkins
Dear Miscreants,
A few days ago, we took our kids, ages 4 & 2, to Helene’s Hilltop Orchard to choose pumpkins to carve into their first-ever jack-o-lanterns. The kids went on a hayride that we thoroughly enjoyed while other passengers endured my son’s excited shouts about being driven by a real tractor. After enjoying a snack of apple dumplings and chocolate milk, my sugar-fueled kids ran around the pumpkin patch while Grandma helped them choose the perfect pumpkin. It was just the type of perfect fall day I had …
Its Been a Week (I totally quit)
So, Citizen Wausau has been in existence for about a week now. A week and one day, a bunch of hours, some minutes, a few seconds, a couple of tacos, and occasional pitcher of coffee, ten or fifteen shots of espresso, some time in our quiet place…but yeah, a full week of Citizen Wausau. Community has been started, comments have been made, discussion had, phone calls of outrage have been received and ignored, and Guiness has been drunk. I assume this is how this sort of thing goes. Though, like any venture of truly brilliant minds (Cindy Crawford told me I am brilliant, she liked Marcus a little, and thought Andy was just handsome), one can never really chart the flow.
So let’s jump right in. Let’s do a little call to action right away…
Thoughts on a Crime Spree
This is not a crime spree or a crime wave, but a crime tide that shows little sign of receding. I watched the Greenspan interviews. Did you? He’s the last rat off of that ship – everyone else aboard the Bush Titanic will be dragged down in the undertow. That includes local politicians too. Do you know when the price of gas will come down? Never, the dollar has devalued too significantly relative to other world currencies. Result? Inflation on all basic goods. Ready yourself for it. I still hear the politician spouting no-tax pledges. And this passes for prudent social guardianship? Unfortunately friend, the piece of paper in your pocket with George Washington on it isn’t the same today as it was yesterday.
Robbery + Bike = Sadness
The pharmacy robbery on Friday was cause for some alarm, especially considering that the guy ended up in our neighborhood – in that situation is it more nerve-wracking to be home or away from your home? But the “crime wave” didn’t stop there. I stopped at the Grand Theater on Friday night to visit with some coworkers and see a bit of the show. The night quickly went downhill when I was getting ready to leave only to find that my bike, which I had parked inside, was now nowhere to be found. At first I thought somebody was playing a joke on me, but as it turns out, over $150 was stolen from the dressing rooms that night during the performance, and my bike was apparently a bonus.