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Why I Left Woodstock And Why it is so Screwed up

Posted by on November 05, 2008 at 17:30:23:

I left because I wanted to make the town a better place. How dare I? How dare I try to even make a nickel? How dare I try to raise art --- real art consciousness to a level of respect --- instead of the cheap tourist level aspect of what passes for an art gallery on route 212.

How dare I invest a town that showed me nothing but contempt, was so insular that the "Golden Notebook" was regarded as the Crown Jewel of Merchandising, ran the Chamber of Commerce for its own benefit, and didn't give a *)(&* about anyone else who came to Woodstock with a dream of making the town of woodstock a better place, a place that recognized its roots as an Art Colony instead of freeloaders who took it upon themselves to exploit a rock concert that happened in Sullivan County but shared a name with the Town of Woodstock and didn't care?

How dare anyone have the werewithall to dare to try to make a decent living and selling something worth buying instead of the Ugly Shoes sold by the Ugly Shoe Store that passes itself off as a shoe store? It should be called the Payless Shoe Store of Woodstock that enshrines the "Star Jones Collection of plastic ugly shoes"......

I could and would go on, if it weren't for the fact that the only glee I have is seeing all the realtors that took over storefronts that weren't zoned properly from the get go (what town lets realtors occupy the best storefronts and has 13 of them within 4 blocks of each other?) That (the real estate house of cards was bound to fall and fail the town....but no one cared, no one had the foresight to see that having storefronts needlessly occupied by the agents of greed who don't care about the town except to exploit property values --- hence endless property tax increases and the such....well, it was so short sighted, but the chickens have come home to roost.

I couldn't be happier, as a town I gave myself to, my hard earned money, and treated me like such an outsider due to the fact that I only wanted a better Town, to restore art to its rightful place in the Town's legacy, well, all I can say is "Touche". I don't feel the slightest tinge of regret, of guilt or sadness.

Last one out.....Turn off the few lights left lit in a town with so much potential.... Squandered by such Fools you call your town leaders....

Betsy Grumbalt

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: I left because I wanted to make the town a better place. How dare I? How dare I try to even make a nickel? How dare I try to raise art --- real art consciousness to a level of respect --- instead of the cheap tourist level aspect of what passes for an art gallery on route 212. : How dare I invest a town that showed me nothing but contempt, was so insular that the "Golden Notebook" was regarded as the Crown Jewel of Merchandising, ran the Chamber of Commerce for its own benefit, and didn't give a *)(&* about anyone else who came to Woodstock with a dream of making the town of woodstock a better place, a place that recognized its roots as an Art Colony instead of freeloaders who took it upon themselves to exploit a rock concert that happened in Sullivan County but shared a name with the Town of Woodstock and didn't care? : How dare anyone have the werewithall to dare to try to make a decent living and selling something worth buying instead of the Ugly Shoes sold by the Ugly Shoe Store that passes itself off as a shoe store? It should be called the Payless Shoe Store of Woodstock that enshrines the "Star Jones Collection of plastic ugly shoes"...... : I could and would go on, if it weren't for the fact that the only glee I have is seeing all the realtors that took over storefronts that weren't zoned properly from the get go (what town lets realtors occupy the best storefronts and has 13 of them within 4 blocks of each other?) That (the real estate house of cards was bound to fall and fail the town....but no one cared, no one had the foresight to see that having storefronts needlessly occupied by the agents of greed who don't care about the town except to exploit property values --- hence endless property tax increases and the such....well, it was so short sighted, but the chickens have come home to roost. : I couldn't be happier, as a town I gave myself to, my hard earned money, and treated me like such an outsider due to the fact that I only wanted a better Town, to restore art to its rightful place in the Town's legacy, well, all I can say is "Touche". I don't feel the slightest tinge of regret, of guilt or sadness. : Last one out.....Turn off the few lights left lit in a town with so much potential.... Squandered by such Fools you call your town leaders.... : Betsy Grumbalt

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