it burns

LizzieLou | nablopomo,neighbors,true crime | Thursday, November 5th, 2009

I’d feel stupid writing a blog today about anything else besides my neighborhood being burned down building by building. There is an arsonist on the loose, and not just the kind of firebug who likes to burn trash cans and abandoned soggy sofas. This fuckwad is really doing serious, harmful damage. There have now been seven fires (2 just last night, following the 3-alarmer that took out four businesses over a week ago) since the summer.

The neighborhood is on edge. Someone had the idea to pile up a bunch of old shit out on a play field to see who comes to light it up. Maybe we can use the abandoned McDonalds building as bait.

Online community posters are suggesting civilian foot patrols. How is that going to work? It takes 30 seconds to start a fire; there would have to be mulitple sentries on every block. I can’t even get Dandelion Lady who lives across the street to acknowledge my existence when I see her almost daily at the bus stop. The Croutons and the McScreamersons only come over when they a) need our permission to do construction, or b) to tell us they drove into our garage. (Yes, I know, I don’t go visit them either and I’m sure they have some nice names for me too especially after I do things like broadcast a stream of invective and profanity out of the vent for the clothes dryer when I couldn’t reassemble that bloody piece of crap.) I’m just saying we don’t seem like a very band-together kinda group. Also, I recommend that the mob does not carry torches.

So, there are plans to get a meeting happening with the townfolk and the police and the fire department. I hope all the sweaty voters come out and shout and stomp and sob so someone will help us. I’ll be there too with flames… flames on the sides of my face.

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[photo stolen off our local phinneywood blog]

2 Comments

  1. Holy hell Bear, that’s scary. As you know our house burned down when we were kids, wasn’t even arson, and I still have nightmares to this day. Extremely psychologically harmful, to say nothing of the loss of property and possibly life.

    Sort of puts my pansy whining about a barking dog in perspective, don’t it? I sure hope something can be done.

    Comment by Eelaine — November 6, 2009 @ 9:54 am

  2. I remember your house fire story. I keep an ear out for crackling inside the walls!

    Comment by LizzieLou — November 8, 2009 @ 9:03 pm

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