The rest of the shots… [Your HN dose of splendiferous fresh air!]

Above photos: Hyannis Rescue needed extra hands to hoist a rather large man out of a Hyannis basement after he had a nasty fall, which caused a very bloody and life threating head injury last weekend. First responders got the job done, and the stricken man was finally taken to CCH under a head trauma alert.

HN NOTES: The following are photos from the past week. It was quiet at times. Also, temperatures were up and down to the extent where some Hytonians wore t-shirts at times and then braced themselves against the chilling breezes by bundling up at other times.

There were the usual emergency calls, often involving the homeless and downtrodden in need of medical services. There’s been a lot of government talk about issues surrounding the homeless, but has anything really changed on the street level? If you’re curious, just wait; I’m sure someone in the government public sector will step forward and affirm all the “improvements” they’ve made. [*sigh*]

There were the usual drug overdoses in the mid-Cape area. I have a hard time bringing myself to cover them anymore. Have we become desensitized to these life and death dramas which unfold on a daily basis? I am tired of seeing it, let alone photographing it. Will it once again become the silent death march which was sadly ignored before anyone started photographing and talking about it?

In an effort to simply be more “positive,” the magical panacea of our pleasantly crazed pop-culture, I’ve set out to take more “positive” shots as often as possible. And, I must say, it’s truly enjoyable photographing the “safe shots” of crocuses, kids hunting eggs, the typical politicians saying the typical things while sitting around the table in the nicely furnished meeting rooms where nothing typically ever is accomplished…

I set off everyday to take these “positive” safe pictures, I really do…

… and I try to muster magical faith as I hear all the politicians speak about all the progress they’ve made (Is it possible to order whatever they’re drinking?). The same faces. The local grow-government-at-any-cost hacks, lining their pockets and thriving in their own private utopias (complete with their own TV channel/propaganda ministry) as many others inevitably won’t thrive. Experts at turning every crisis into more inept government, ironically always making things worse in the long run, “inadvertently” providing opportunity and government job security for the next generation of government hacks… They say “insanity” is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results. That about sums up our local government. Impotent and crazed, yet well fed, and with awesome teeth… Meanwhile, poverty and hopelessness will continue to grow. The Main Street and downtown social service industries will continue to grow. Crime will continue to flourish. Tourists will continue to be repulsed. A young child’s definition of “success” will be one day packing up and leaving this third world hellhole… in order to live a fruitful life elsewhere… perhaps in one of the other older “third world hellholes,” that once where so bad, and now possibly beacons of “hope?” Many of the children who stay will be taught how to tilt their heads back like helpless hatchlings, mouths wide open, while awaiting their government worm meat. Classes will be held on how not to bleed on the sidewalk.

It has become The Barnstable Way. Making HyTown much worse again…

(… and the sad thing is that it doesn’t have to be this bad here. But, “with all due respect,” our government is inept, impotent — they don’t care — and they generally suck! Yeah, I know there is one or two “good ones” who care and are not like the others. Yadda-yadda-yadda…)

But don’t worry, in Cotuit they will boast about how well our elected officials dealt with some of the parking problems out there.

Photo: Woman down, a real-life daily street drama. It’s a HyTown daily all-day-long occurrence, rescue and police driving around picking the [BLEEP]-faced downtrodden up off the pavement.

Photos: An uneasy sort of life. It’s 7:00AM, Sunday, and it’s up and out for the homeless at the Winter Street shelter. Where will they go? What will do? What can they do? We have a lame duck “town manager,” not elected, but hired… but rest assured, the next one the town council hires will be equally underwhelming, yet well paid, and will have very little to do with the overall wellbeing of the residents… the need to attract employers and healthy working families. Rather, it will be more nonsense about tourism being the industry that lifts all boats in our nicely adorned inner harbor and surrounding walkways, the ones with drunks passed out in the bushes and flowers… which create, what, a handful of jobs compared to the overall population? So it will be business as usual, “come to Hyannis and shoot up,” we’ll give you plenty of benefits, including social security for being addicted or mentally ill, housing vouchers, food stamps, free needles (complete with “sex kits”), all the Narcan you need to keep you booting up all day long, we’ll even give you unlimited rides to the Hospital when the general population in our ever growing outpatient ward grow too much for you. Find yourself stuck in HyTown? You’d be foolish not to shoot up! The current message is “DON’T TRY,” it’s better job security for the social service industries, the only industries getting fat off the land around here…

Photos: Cold hands.

Photo: Getting those last walks in while it’s still legal!!! An example of our government’s pressing concerns and legislation. Which is arguably prophetic because in a recent effort to save the planet, our town council voted to ban plastic grocery bags in town, the very bags which were once used to pick up the poop… Get caught handing out a plastic grocery bag in the near future and you’re in deep doo-doo! Thanks to just one more law from our town Prophets… They’ll save this world one beach and plastic bag at a time! Meanwhile, we can all remain in our shanties with our pets, unemployed, waiting for food stamps, and more government programs that will show us how to live correctly in a pretty little seaside community with pretty little seaside birds ‘n stuff…

Photo: Gulls resting together on a raft. (OMG, resting raft gulls are like the most positive things ever! “LOL” “WTF” “SMH” and all that happy horse-[BLEEP]… ATHHS?… Anyways, don’t worry, just keep your eyes on the gulls people, it will all work out better that way 😉 )