A Blog Introduction: My Attempted Poetic Rant

Wide dusty roads,

Long boulevards,

Mini-city infant sub-divisions,

Deep valleys,

Mile long mountains,

Brown, tan everywhere,

This is my Las Vegas Story.

1^st class whites,

2^nd class Mexicans,

All others, including blacks, blending here and there,

Where is community?

This is my Las Vegas Story.

Valet drivers, delivery gals and washer men make 60 – 100K,

Beginning teachers barely survive,

Betting men make fortunes,

49^th in education,

Restaurant servant girls drive beamers and wear Gucci,

Public art galleries = almost zero,

This is my Las Vegas Story.

Truthfulness is the norm,

But decorum is none,

Soulless,

This is my Las Vegas Story.

The outsider rules,

The insider feels invaded,

Newbies say its only okay,

Older newbies say you'll get use to it, a decade or so,

Natives won't even speak, won't even welcome,

This is my Las Vegas Story.

This is my attempted poetic rant introduction.