Well, well, isn’t this disgraceful?

Hamilton has been falling into an abyss for a very long time, and their local government and public sector workers have proven to be…not suited for the job.

Both those parasitic institutions whinge and whine for more money as they sashay on the Sunshine List.

The city will browbeat you if you want extra garbage tags, but when it comes to actually cleaning up the city, well, let’s just say they turn the other way.

A homelessness crisis, a drug crisis, an economic meltdown…and crime is also out of control.

I was born and raised in Hamilton. As a teen, I would go shopping, dine, and get my hair done at Jackson Square. I went to the Farmer’s Market and went to the library to do research: first as a student, and then as an author.

I don’t even drive by anymore. It’s not about the safety. I used to walk in downtown Chicago and New York City in the middle of the night, and people there thought I was a plainclothes police officer.

It’s about watching a city rot and knowing its keepers are incapable of doing a thing about it, nor do they even want to try: no one is holding them accountable.

I sold my house in Hamilton a decade ago. I did the math and knew this was a doomed city.

I didn’t always feel this way. I went to university in Hamilton. I worked for local media outlets. I had an art studio there. I taught at the local college as a Language Studies professor.

Then I divested. Physically, and emotionally.

And apparently, so has everybody else.