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Farmer Joe Moore, 49th Cornfield

49th Ward Alderjackass Joe Moore would celebrate a one-year anniversary this week - if he was lucid enough to know about it. Joe Moore is a lazy, uncaring, incompetent douche bag. Proof? The one-year old pile of gravel on W. Morse Avenue. A pile of gravel has been sitting undisturbed next to a CTA bus stop in the 1300 block of W. Morse Avenue. It is a hazardous obstacle for the elderly, disabled, and many drug-hazy denizens of the ward. For one full year, members of DevCorp North and of Special Service Area #24 have looked at, walk past and completely ignored this unsightly pile. DevCorp employs slave-wage prison-release workers to sweep up the sidewalks, and for a full year they have carefully shoveled snow around, and swept up litter around, the pile - without disturbing it. DevCorp, the SSA and Moore have been so proud of the garrish mural on the CTA overpass (visible in the backgroud of the photos here) that they are completely blind to the fact that the mural is not magic. The mural does not make Morse Avenue better. Picking up gravel piles is the kind of thing that makes any street better. The mural is bit like lipstick on Joe Moore's staffer Anne Sullivan; the lipstick might be a nice shade, but it does not hide the hideous disaster under it.

DevCorp North operative Rene Camargo has often walked past, around or even over this pile of gravel on his way to harass a local merchant about the color of his ceiling paint. Camargo, a latent interior decorator, is more concerned with how pretty the inside of a store is than with how hazardous it is for customers to walk to the store. More concerned with pretty awnings adorning the storefronts, Camargo has missed the ugly pile of gravel. I believe the relevant analogy would be that of not being able to see the whole forest because one is obsessed with one tree at a time. Alderpantsload Joe Moore rarely comes to Morse Avenue, except to campaign for something. He may have driven past this pile a few times in the last 12 months on his way to his usual post-Cubs game boozefest at the Oasis, around the corner on Sheridan Road. If he did notice it, he didn't care enough to remember it. If he remembered it, he didn't care enough to pick up his phone and make a call downtown. That's what alderpantsloads are for - call downtown and get services for their ward. True. A farmer also spreads less manure than Joe Moore. RELATED: Joe Moore's PuddleScape Alderman Joe Moore's Pile Morse Avenue Obstacle Scape Shoddy 49th Ward Pile of Gravel Confuses DevCorp North Joe Moore's Pile of ... Thank You, Morse Theatre. (Shame on You, Alderman Moore) Hey Joe, You Missed a Spot