My mother used to say, "Why can't we have anything nice? You boys just break everything!" We weren't malicious. We were just clumsy, thoughtless kids. The plan, as I understand it, was for her boys to grow up, to be more careful and to protect nice things instead of breaking them.
But today, many mothers see the calamity their grown adults are still creating in our community.
The latest is the York Statue on the Belvedere, where some immature human tried to cut off the arm of Ed Hamilton's creation. Why?
Why can't people go to a lively area like Bardstown Road and Baxter Avenue to just have fun? Instead, we have overserved crowds gathering in the road, blocking traffic and vandalizing businesses. Who have we become to get joy from breaking things other people have worked for?
Graffiti is getting worse again. Vandals are scribbling all over our interstate overpasses faster than we can clean them up.
Maybe they are more brazen because we can't keep our expressways properly lighted. Thieves continue to rip copper wire out of light poles. What's even worse are the unethical business people who are willing to buy that obviously stolen wire.
Why can't we have nice things? Clumsiness is often outgrown with age — but a crooked character, if not corrected, only grows more twisted.
I'm Bill Lamb, and that's my Point of View.
