Being the amazing, true-to-life adventures and (very likely) misadventures of a writer who seeks to take his education, activism and seemingly boundless energy to North Minneapolis, (NoMi) to help with a process of turning a rapidly revitalizing neighborhood into something approaching Urban Utopia. I am here to be near my child. From 02/08 to 06/15 this blog pushed free speech to the envelope, so others could take heart and speak unafraid. Email me at hoffjohnw@gmail.com
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Mess Left Behind At The Apartment Complex Of Anarchy (Photo Two)
Photo by John Hoff
I know what you're thinking.
The eyes on that horse look alive. That toy horse is scary.
I couldn't agree more. Too late the people inside realized Evil Pink Pony was the source of all their problems. When they fled in terror, Evil Pink Pony stayed behind.
Of course he did. He has always been here. Evil Pink Pony has been here longer than anybody. Yes, even longer than the old Polish woman.
One hundred years ago a stables stood on this very spot, and Evil Pink Pony was there. Before the white men, before the stables,Native Americans knew this spot was haunted by an evil pink spirit which might periodically take the form of a horse.
Now Evil Pink Pony watches the yard of the Apartment Complex of Anarchy, waiting...waiting.
"Please," says Evil Pink Pony. "Go ahead and grant a new rental license to Community Justice Partners. Put a bunch of felons in the building. Have the felons bring their little children to play! It's so lonely here. Pink Pony wants somebody to play with!"
Evil whinny.
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