So, tonight Union Hill and Longfellow finally had a rolling gun battle to call our own. No more do we have look longingly at the gunplay in Brookside and think “If only we had more street violence and gangbanger’s with grudges rolling through our ‘hood, maybe our home prices would skyrocket too!” No more will we have to turn our eyes west and wonder “How can we entice small business owners to our neighborhoods without late-night shootings, stabbings and muggings that seem to come so easily to Westport and the Broadway corridor?”
Police indicate the RGB started on Harrison, and if I were a betting bitch I’d put my five-spot on it originating from the vicinity of the Narcissist, but time will undoubtedly tell. Or maybe not. This will probably disappear from the radar tomorrow when violence breaks out in another random location in the city.
Y’know, Jan Marcason stopped by our neighborhood meeting the other night to pimp light rail. I’m generally a fan of Jan’s (excellent work sending Gloria home, btw) and of mass transit (in theory; in practice I’m not so much a fan of crazy homeless men rubbing one out while sitting next to me), but maybe the council (it’ll have to be them because the mayor is absolutely fucking useless) could set aside some time in their busy schedule trolling for a 3/8 cent sales taxes for dodgy transit plans and see if they can scratch up some scratch to PUT SOME MORE FUCKING POLICE ON THE STREET AND GET THIS SHIT UNDER CONTROL.
Meanwhile, let the good times roll.