18 Feet of Entitlement
19 July 2011
It is 18 feet. Hard packed dirt, utilities, cobblestones, layers of petroleum lummed into blacktop. And now it is smoking. I am not, I can assure you after collecting another trove of petition signatures in an attempt to force what should have happened long ago, a zoning hearing, the only angry one. One is entitled to being oblivious, but not also insidious and greedy.