Grumpy old people and a need for editors

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The Washington Post once again writes up a old timers vs almost voice-less newcomer narrative, with a sprinkling of accusations of racism throw in for flavor. This article is by Tim Craig, titled in the print edition, "'They don't want us'" and online is called, "Special council election comes at an anxious time for D.C.'s Ward 5," 'cause it covers the fact that there will be an election on May 15th to choose a new Ward 5 councilperson. Because of the print article's title, it seems to be that of a black vs white gentrification story, same words online, but with more photos and a different title, comes across differently, more about residents struggle with change and the choices of candidates. Both articles misspell "child." I have an excuse for my writing, I AP'd out of college English, and so my grammar lessons took place over 20 years ago. Oh, and I'm an unpaid blogger without an editor looking over my work. Also what role does the Summit, the workforce housing built in/near Eckington a couple of years ago play in this? None? It's relatively new housing, and residents complained about that too before it was built. Ah selective memory, my aunt has that problem as well.

While I was reading the article I kept wondering if anyone under 50 was interviewed and quoted. Two, a newcomer aged 35 who welcomes development and a oldtimer aged 49, who sounds like a grumpy old person.

Speaking of grumpy old people, over in central Shaw, my favorite grumpus RayM, laid down some history (it's in there among the grump) in response to an announcement of the Shaw Gentrification & Community Change Walking Tour Fundraiser. He wrote:

I see an agenda here, folks. Most of the properties fixed up and
turned into high-end granite-countered chicken coups with stainless
steel appliances around me were either long vacant (like the Shiloh
properties) or the elderly owners took the cash when the market was
geared to sellers and moved back to the Carolinas. The folks next
door unfortunately lost their home to one of those awful balloon
mortgages and the house was sold on auction. I can only imagine the
distorted tale that this tour will tell about the evil gentrifiers and
their hapless victims. Our neighborhood was never set aside to be
some South African black township or tribal homeland. Its historic
ups and downs of our neighborhood have always been ruled by market
forces and exemptions from racial covenants --unlike other parts of
the city-- and a lax city government that allowed the most sordid,
disgusting alley dwellings in the whole city that provided shelter to
the newest immigrants from mostly the Carolinas. But most of the
street properties were originally build for middle class people of
every hue, religion and culture who could afford them. It's no
different now.

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