A 30-minute assault on a downtown stairway raises urgent questions about policy, enforcement, and what “compassion” really looks like in Clallam County
While this debacle has been growing worse over time, and no one elected seems to want to address that fact, there's one person actually getting involved.
This person, not elected though seeking election, spends innumerable hours on the ground in the middle of the problem to make sense of it so that effective policy can be shaped.
Not a single elected official will do this, yet they'll trust a litany of congruent commentors to drive the same failed and ineffective policies creating the mess we're in.
When voters ask what credentials someone has to hold a position, but give their vote away to whoever meets their media driven binary thought process, I'm saddened.
Where is the compassion for taxpaying citizens no longer able to enjoy a town without fear due to the permissiveness of misdirected compassion of its leaders?
SUBSTANTIATING urban decay is not in data collection, the proof is in the TRUE TESTIMONIES OF THE PEOPLE WHO RUN BUSINESSES, LIVE, PLAY, WALK AND OBSERVE THEIR URBAN AREAS. Let those people give testimony.
Current approaches to collecting socioeconomic data about crime rates, income levels, and housing conditions — and fielding occasional citizen surveys — are infrequent, expensive, and subject to human perception. They do not create an up-to-date picture at a neighborhood level.
URBAN DECAY. By definition, does this apply?
Sociological process affecting cities:
Urban decay (also known as urban rot, urban death or urban blight) is the sociological process by which a previously functioning city, or part of a city, falls into disrepair and decrepitude. There is no single process that leads to urban decay.
Yes, I understand that. The stooges I did watch, and I didn't like their messes either - remember the episode when they were living outdoors, sort of like in a dump? Kinda like hobos? hum, memories....
The commissioners did not answer yesterday's question about signs that retail theft is increasing across the street from their offices at Safeway. Here is today's email:
Dear Commissioners,
Where is the compassion for the residents of this county who are forced to witness people living in active crisis—unable to access meaningful treatment—while public funds continue to support policies that appear to sustain that cycle? Do you believe the Laurel Street assault is an isolated incident, or are similar assaults and unreported violence occurring in places like Tumwater Creek and other encampments?
I answered a knock at the door in my rural area one dark night . A young woman, dry despite the falling rain, asked for a lighter, one she could keep. I gave her the lighter.
A week later a neighbor was asked for a flashlight. While he checked the two in his hand, she asked for both. He gave her both. Was our response one of compassion or fear?
Two weeks later, my heart does not feel warmed by the compassionate actions, but is heated with fear. Where is she now? Who is she with? Will she come again? What will happen if I say no?
While this debacle has been growing worse over time, and no one elected seems to want to address that fact, there's one person actually getting involved.
This person, not elected though seeking election, spends innumerable hours on the ground in the middle of the problem to make sense of it so that effective policy can be shaped.
Not a single elected official will do this, yet they'll trust a litany of congruent commentors to drive the same failed and ineffective policies creating the mess we're in.
When voters ask what credentials someone has to hold a position, but give their vote away to whoever meets their media driven binary thought process, I'm saddened.
You have a choice.
Vote
Vote for Jake.
Where is the compassion for taxpaying citizens no longer able to enjoy a town without fear due to the permissiveness of misdirected compassion of its leaders?
WHO ARE OUR THREE WISE MONKEYS? GUESS:
One covers his eyes and does not see
One covers his ears and does not hear
One covers his mouth and does not speak
SUBSTANTIATING urban decay is not in data collection, the proof is in the TRUE TESTIMONIES OF THE PEOPLE WHO RUN BUSINESSES, LIVE, PLAY, WALK AND OBSERVE THEIR URBAN AREAS. Let those people give testimony.
Current approaches to collecting socioeconomic data about crime rates, income levels, and housing conditions — and fielding occasional citizen surveys — are infrequent, expensive, and subject to human perception. They do not create an up-to-date picture at a neighborhood level.
URBAN DECAY. By definition, does this apply?
Sociological process affecting cities:
Urban decay (also known as urban rot, urban death or urban blight) is the sociological process by which a previously functioning city, or part of a city, falls into disrepair and decrepitude. There is no single process that leads to urban decay.
Put the blame where it belongs!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HrBHyC1xbCk
That is a weird video. I don't think I would allow my kid to watch something like that...
ABeetle, I agree. When I was little, I couldn't watch the 3 Stooges, it upset me because they were always hitting one another and making messes.
Yes, I understand that. The stooges I did watch, and I didn't like their messes either - remember the episode when they were living outdoors, sort of like in a dump? Kinda like hobos? hum, memories....
The commissioners did not answer yesterday's question about signs that retail theft is increasing across the street from their offices at Safeway. Here is today's email:
Dear Commissioners,
Where is the compassion for the residents of this county who are forced to witness people living in active crisis—unable to access meaningful treatment—while public funds continue to support policies that appear to sustain that cycle? Do you believe the Laurel Street assault is an isolated incident, or are similar assaults and unreported violence occurring in places like Tumwater Creek and other encampments?
I answered a knock at the door in my rural area one dark night . A young woman, dry despite the falling rain, asked for a lighter, one she could keep. I gave her the lighter.
A week later a neighbor was asked for a flashlight. While he checked the two in his hand, she asked for both. He gave her both. Was our response one of compassion or fear?
Two weeks later, my heart does not feel warmed by the compassionate actions, but is heated with fear. Where is she now? Who is she with? Will she come again? What will happen if I say no?