Seattle was a great town to be in for college. Other than that is sucks. Oh, and half the reason it was good in college was we had good football in the 90's. Now I can't think of one redeeming quality of Seattle that isn't offset by something else that sucks worse.
That isn't specific to Seattle, though. Take a drive through any city you used to know, and you'll find out you don't know what the fuck happened.
The last time I visited relatives in Chicago, I was thinking the same thing - THIS is what people are looking for in a neighborhood?
I'm thinking about looking for a place out toward Shelton now, as Olympia has become a shitshow of fucktards, and every time I go to the west side, I almost flip the fuck out. Of course, that means a longer commute and the traffic is what sucks most about the greater Puget Sound area these days.
The weather is a non-issue for me. The rain means snow in the mountains, which means water and fish in the rivers, and I like being able to access fish, crab, shrimp, deer and elk close to home - although WDFW seems hell bent on fucking that all up, too. I also like that I can be so far from people that you'd die alone in the woods not more than an hour from here.
I think part of it is that I'm getting so old that I holler at kids to get off my fucking lawn, and would rather listen to Powerage for the 27 thousandth time than listen to the shit called music today. I should probably move out to a small town, and cultivate some criminal enterprise to pay the bills. Then I wouldn't be bothered by fuckheads of traffic, and could just kill a deer in the back yard.
I guess before I talk too much shit about invaders, I have to remember that my family invaded here in 1970. My dad was recruited by the hospital in Shelton, and I just got drug along, so fuck off with the invader label on me. I was an unwilling participant, but I'm not going anywhere else, because western Washington still kicks ass, only less so than it used to. If people knew how to fucking drive, the traffic wouldn't be nearly the issue it is. I was in a half mile backup yesterday because a dud was changing a flat on the shoulder - what in the actual fuck is wrong with people that can't just drive past that without turning it into an incident? Fuck.
Today, I'm going to grill some steaks, and then serve them with dungeness crab cocktails and razor clam fritters. And since I don't have to drive anywhere, it will be a nice afternoon. Sure you could do the same elsewhere, but crab cocktail and clam fritters just taste better when you did the harvesting.
Interesting thread. I like to get Race's input on what it was like here in ancient times, too.
In 1979 Bill Gates and Paul Allen decided to move their merry little band of tech dorks from New Mexico to Seattle. Shortly thereafter began the introverted nerd invasion. The presence of so many invading nouveau-rich out-of-towners completely changed and ruined Seattle. Cost-of-living and congestion skyrocketed. Quality-of-life was plundered.
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In a nutshell, Seattle natives HATE invaders. We don't want you here - anymore than we would want the neighbors dog to use our lawn as a toilet. We will not make friends with you. We already have our native friends.
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There was another invasion much earlier than MSFT. That was the invasion of people that came here for Boeing in the 60s. My grand father was one, came here from Allentown PA. He worked there for 40 years, and my grandmother still has their house in the Ravenna neighborhood. My dad and uncle could walk from home to high school at Roosevelt.
Across the street from their house, is the old farm house for the farm that used to be in that part of present day Ravenna. The old grouch that is the son of the guy that sold his farm off so that all of the new homes could be built in Ravenna in the 30s and 40s and 50s hated outsiders too, and would always yell at anybody that parked on the street in front of his house. Said that part of the street was only for him to park in. As a kid in the early 70s, my uncle and I would throw eggs at this guys house just because he was such a prick. We were outsiders back then.
Now I guess we are the insiders, because I'm a 3rd generation Seattle resident that can still remember how good the 1984 Huskies were when they kicked Oklahoma's ass in the Orange Bowl.
Today, I'm thinking of selling the house I've lived in for 25 years. Bought it for 160K, and a realtor told me last month I can probably get 750K for it now (big corner lot). I can walk to Green Lake and the U-Dub from here, but the neighborhood is full of people I don't know and my neighbor is a duck who plays soccer with his kids and just fucking pisses me off.
I know. Cool story. I'll fuck off.
Sounds like you live in my neighborhood, but I don't wear duck gear or have kids.
My neighbors basically ignore me, but sometimes they make unpleasant faces at me when they see me escorting the Chinese hookers back to their cars.
In 1979 Bill Gates and Paul Allen decided to move their merry little band of tech dorks from New Mexico to Seattle. Shortly thereafter began the introverted nerd invasion. The presence of so many invading nouveau-rich out-of-towners completely changed and ruined Seattle. Cost-of-living and congestion skyrocketed. Quality-of-life was plundered.
* snip for brevity *
In a nutshell, Seattle natives HATE invaders. We don't want you here - anymore than we would want the neighbors dog to use our lawn as a toilet. We will not make friends with you. We already have our native friends.
* snip for brevity *
There was another invasion much earlier than MSFT. That was the invasion of people that came here for Boeing in the 60s. My grand father was one, came here from Allentown PA. He worked there for 40 years, and my grandmother still has their house in the Ravenna neighborhood. My dad and uncle could walk from home to high school at Roosevelt.
Across the street from their house, is the old farm house for the farm that used to be in that part of present day Ravenna. The old grouch that is the son of the guy that sold his farm off so that all of the new homes could be built in Ravenna in the 30s and 40s and 50s hated outsiders too, and would always yell at anybody that parked on the street in front of his house. Said that part of the street was only for him to park in. As a kid in the early 70s, my uncle and I would throw eggs at this guys house just because he was such a prick. We were outsiders back then.
Now I guess we are the insiders, because I'm a 3rd generation Seattle resident that can still remember how good the 1984 Huskies were when they kicked Oklahoma's ass in the Orange Bowl.
Today, I'm thinking of selling the house I've lived in for 25 years. Bought it for 160K, and a realtor told me last month I can probably get 750K for it now (big corner lot). I can walk to Green Lake and the U-Dub from here, but the neighborhood is full of people I don't know and my neighbor is a duck who plays soccer with his kids and just fucking pisses me off.
I know. Cool story. I'll fuck off.
Sounds like you live in my neighborhood, but I don't wear duck gear or have kids.
My neighbors basically ignore me, but sometimes they make unpleasant faces at me when they see me escorting the Chinese hookers back to their cars.
Seattle was a great town to be in for college. Other than that is sucks. Oh, and half the reason it was good in college was we had good football in the 90's. Now I can't think of one redeeming quality of Seattle that isn't offset by something else that sucks worse.
That isn't specific to Seattle, though. Take a drive through any city you used to know, and you'll find out you don't know what the fuck happened.
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Oh, your city changed? That means it doesn't fucking suck. People actually want to move to it because it has things like jobs and money.
One my dads is from Centralia and my cousins are from Issaquah. I've seen Seattle change over time, but always in like 3-5 year increments. My dad swears he remembers the Smith Tower being the tallest building in downtown.
When I went to UW but wasn't from Seattle or from WA I got the "oh everyone is moving here" eyeroll from a bunch of people.
Growing up in DC it has gone the same way. Used to be almost the old south, a sleepy government town with a football team that had Fight for Old Dixie in the fight song. Now massive sub-divisions get purchased up by IT workers from India on what was farmland 10 years ago. /shrug.
Born here and lived here most of my life. The funniest complaint is about the "Seattle Freeze" lodged by total pussies who crave attention and love to get through the day. I love giving fragile fucks the cold shoulder, i.e., "freeze." Fuck all of you and your shitty parents who gave you too little or too much attention, either way, not the amount you deserved. Shut the fuck up, do your business and get the fuck out of the way like a normal functional person, and I'll respect you. But it's not my job to be your friend, crutch, neighbor or shoulder to whine upon. Fuck. That. Shit. This was a frontier town where people got their hands dirty, ate from the woods and sea, and didn't shit a brick when someone didn't eat their brownies or shower them with attention. I want this city to return to it's cold, working class roots, when men were men and women put out gracefully and frequently to keep their man's nuts empty. Fuck skinny jeans. Fuck the new VW bugs, fuck traffic-blocking protesters, fuck safe-spaces, and pay for your own fucking drinks, cunts. And if you show up at my door with brownies, wanting to be my friend, I'll stick my 9mm in your face and tell you to fuck off. I have more important shit to do than be your surrogate mommy and daddy. Get a life or go the fuck back where you came from. Fuckers.
Born here and lived here most of my life. The funniest complaint is about the "Seattle Freeze" lodged by total pussies who crave attention and love to get through the day. I love giving fragile fucks the cold shoulder, i.e., "freeze." Fuck all of you and your shitty parents who gave you too little or too much attention, either way, not the amount you deserved. Shut the fuck up, do your business and get the fuck out of the way like a normal functional person, and I'll respect you. But it's not my job to be your friend, crutch, neighbor or shoulder to whine upon. Fuck. That. Shit. This was a frontier town where people got their hands dirty, ate from the woods and sea, and didn't shit a brick when someone didn't eat their brownies or shower them with attention. I want this city to return to it's cold, working class roots, when men were men and women put out gracefully and frequently to keep their man's nuts empty. Fuck skinny jeans. Fuck the new VW bugs, fuck traffic-blocking protesters, fuck safe-spaces, and pay for your own fucking drinks, cunts. And if you show up at my door with brownies, wanting to be my friend, I'll stick my 9mm in your face and tell you to fuck off. I have more important shit to do than be your surrogate mommy and daddy. Get a life or go the fuck back where you came from. Fuckers.
Born here and lived here most of my life. The funniest complaint is about the "Seattle Freeze" lodged by total pussies who crave attention and love to get through the day. I love giving fragile fucks the cold shoulder, i.e., "freeze." Fuck all of you and your shitty parents who gave you too little or too much attention, either way, not the amount you deserved. Shut the fuck up, do your business and get the fuck out of the way like a normal functional person, and I'll respect you. But it's not my job to be your friend, crutch, neighbor or shoulder to whine upon. Fuck. That. Shit. This was a frontier town where people got their hands dirty, ate from the woods and sea, and didn't shit a brick when someone didn't eat their brownies or shower them with attention. I want this city to return to it's cold, working class roots, when men were men and women put out gracefully and frequently to keep their man's nuts empty. Fuck skinny jeans. Fuck the new VW bugs, fuck traffic-blocking protesters, fuck safe-spaces, and pay for your own fucking drinks, cunts. And if you show up at my door with brownies, wanting to be my friend, I'll stick my 9mm in your face and tell you to fuck off. I have more important shit to do than be your surrogate mommy and daddy. Get a life or go the fuck back where you came from. Fuckers.
Born here and lived here most of my life. The funniest complaint is about the "Seattle Freeze" lodged by total pussies who crave attention and love to get through the day. I love giving fragile fucks the cold shoulder, i.e., "freeze." Fuck all of you and your shitty parents who gave you too little or too much attention, either way, not the amount you deserved. Shut the fuck up, do your business and get the fuck out of the way like a normal functional person, and I'll respect you. But it's not my job to be your friend, crutch, neighbor or shoulder to whine upon. Fuck. That. Shit. This was a frontier town where people got their hands dirty, ate from the woods and sea, and didn't shit a brick when someone didn't eat their brownies or shower them with attention. I want this city to return to it's cold, working class roots, when men were men and women put out gracefully and frequently to keep their man's nuts empty. Fuck skinny jeans. Fuck the new VW bugs, fuck traffic-blocking protesters, fuck safe-spaces, and pay for your own fucking drinks, cunts. And if you show up at my door with brownies, wanting to be my friend, I'll stick my 9mm in your face and tell you to fuck off. I have more important shit to do than be your surrogate mommy and daddy. Get a life or go the fuck back where you came from. Fuckers.
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The last time I visited relatives in Chicago, I was thinking the same thing - THIS is what people are looking for in a neighborhood?
I'm thinking about looking for a place out toward Shelton now, as Olympia has become a shitshow of fucktards, and every time I go to the west side, I almost flip the fuck out. Of course, that means a longer commute and the traffic is what sucks most about the greater Puget Sound area these days.
The weather is a non-issue for me. The rain means snow in the mountains, which means water and fish in the rivers, and I like being able to access fish, crab, shrimp, deer and elk close to home - although WDFW seems hell bent on fucking that all up, too. I also like that I can be so far from people that you'd die alone in the woods not more than an hour from here.
I think part of it is that I'm getting so old that I holler at kids to get off my fucking lawn, and would rather listen to Powerage for the 27 thousandth time than listen to the shit called music today. I should probably move out to a small town, and cultivate some criminal enterprise to pay the bills. Then I wouldn't be bothered by fuckheads of traffic, and could just kill a deer in the back yard.
I guess before I talk too much shit about invaders, I have to remember that my family invaded here in 1970. My dad was recruited by the hospital in Shelton, and I just got drug along, so fuck off with the invader label on me. I was an unwilling participant, but I'm not going anywhere else, because western Washington still kicks ass, only less so than it used to. If people knew how to fucking drive, the traffic wouldn't be nearly the issue it is. I was in a half mile backup yesterday because a dud was changing a flat on the shoulder - what in the actual fuck is wrong with people that can't just drive past that without turning it into an incident? Fuck.
Today, I'm going to grill some steaks, and then serve them with dungeness crab cocktails and razor clam fritters. And since I don't have to drive anywhere, it will be a nice afternoon. Sure you could do the same elsewhere, but crab cocktail and clam fritters just taste better when you did the harvesting.
Interesting thread. I like to get Race's input on what it was like here in ancient times, too.
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My neighbors basically ignore me, but sometimes they make unpleasant faces at me when they see me escorting the Chinese hookers back to their cars.
People flip out over nice days in Seattle. The reason is because they are pretty rare.
Oh, your city changed? That means it doesn't fucking suck. People actually want to move to it because it has things like jobs and money.
One my dads is from Centralia and my cousins are from Issaquah. I've seen Seattle change over time, but always in like 3-5 year increments. My dad swears he remembers the Smith Tower being the tallest building in downtown.
When I went to UW but wasn't from Seattle or from WA I got the "oh everyone is moving here" eyeroll from a bunch of people.
Growing up in DC it has gone the same way. Used to be almost the old south, a sleepy government town with a football team that had Fight for Old Dixie in the fight song.
Now massive sub-divisions get purchased up by IT workers from India on what was farmland 10 years ago. /shrug.