MRS. JACKSON UNFILTERED
BLIGHTED AREA!!! BLIGHTED AREA, MY ASS!!!
i’ll show you blighted area!!!

i been living in this neighborhood since the houses was new. going on 50 years. this part a the city was rural in 1970. you don’t gots enough fingers and toes and teeth in yore dumb-ass head to count that far back. 50 years, moth —
awh, mrs. jackson — let me remind you we don’t use profanity in the ‘calzoncillos times’.
right. sorry ‘bout that. this neighborhood, all a northeast calzoncillos is residential, commercial, and general industrial. it’s wetlands and ponds and sagebrush and you want to develop all that? can’t you just leave mother nature alone? give her some breathin’ space for crying out loud.
[deep breath of exasperation]
we have nice little homes on big lots, big cuz they was built with septic tanks, leach fields. some have their own wells. wild horses been comin down here for all these years. now the road behind us is a truck route and the other side is the highway.
the businesses on the highway is mostly blue-collar. they survived the financial melt-down of 2008, and the pandemic of 2020. they hard-workin folks. how many of your businesses downtown been around for 50 years? not many, am i right? you know i’m right.
the nerve of you people callin’ us a blighted area. get your butts —
— mrs. jackson —
— out here and help pick up the trash and pull the weeds. only volunteers doin’ that these last couple years. it’s time you get the inmates and community service back out here to clean up litter and weeds along the highway and at the park. even better, get the property owners and their realtors to get their butts outta their cozy offices and clean up the mess on the properties they use for tax writes off or makin a killin when it sells. . .
and another thing. you gots nothing but clusterfuck housing goin up everywhere. right by the sewer plant, you gots 160 units of apartments goin’ up there? who wants to live there? only folks livin out by hells bells like drivin past the sewer and the haunted prison. and they rich folks. go figure.
this city’s gone to shit. ‘what color you want your new h.o.a. house to be? khaki-brown? brown-nose brown? shitty-city brown?’
mrs. jack —
— and restaurants. all the good ones gone. thurman’s restaurant been here for decades. bulldozed and now it’s a fast food joint. arby’s. del taco. that means ‘of the taco’. jack off box, and starfucks everywhere —
— mrs. ja —
— that’s how i get directions en calzoncillos. ‘is that close to starfucks northwest? starfucks north central? starfucks south? . . . you get my drift. . .
madam mayor and mr. moo sayin it’s okay to have a slaughterhouse in northeast calzoncillos, cuz it’s a ‘boutique slaughterhouse’. you can put lipstick on a pig, but you can’t lead it to slaughter. not in my neighborhood.
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