What an "ObamaNation" looks like
Where is the Change Obama????
"The problems of Altgeld Gardens are as bad today as when the youthful Mr Obama was here trying to get rival church and community groups to co-operate. Many of the houses are boarded up and gangs of unemployed youngsters roam the streets. " Linda Randle
There is so much said in that picture. Obama is going to have a tough row to hoe, methinks.
This guy didn’t get the memo. He’s hauling absentee ballots for Hillary.
A good photoshop would be to switch the couch with a dead body.
Midnight in the Altgeld Garden of Obama's Good and Evil
Sharon Jasper sits in the living room of her voucher-backed private residence. "I might be poor but I don't like to live poor. I thank God for a place to live but it's pitiful what people give you." http://blog.nola.com/updates/2007/12/housing_officials_claim_surplu.html
This community does not look all that organized.
Obama's job was to explain to local residents how to research their problems, contact political officials and answer reporters' questions. He figured out who the community leaders were and tried to get them to join forces.
"He had to train residents to stand up for their own rights," said Loretta Augustine-Herron, who was part of the Developing Communities Project.
This is just down the road from me. It is one creepy-looking place, day or night. A lot of it was closed and vacated recently for renovation. It still looks creepy. It is regularly the site of violent crime, and it isn’t unusual to see a half-dozen Chicago Police cars parked across from it on 130th Street, doing traffic stops, I assume, for who know what reason. Altgeld Gardens’ already-serious social pathologies have been kicked up a few notches by an influx of residents from the notorious Robert Taylor Homes, which were recently demolished.
It’s one helluva place to have to live.
Actually, it would be more fun to speculate on the etymology of the word, “altgeld.” Old Gold? or Old Eunuch?
Absolute squalor but then thats what happens to everything liberalism touches.
“Dude, where’s my couch?”