I know I said only people who give their real name would get their comments posted as separate entries here, but someone who called himself "Nostradamus" wrote this as a comment on the Press website and because the guy can write, here it is anyway:
Let's start in the recent past and work our way into the distant future.
Bristol's West End, Rockwell Park, Muzzy Field was a vibrant thriving facet of the Mum City. The beloved, often feared, God-Father Julie Laresse made sure that equality and morality maintained an equal balance in local sports venues and life in general in this fair community. People referred to each other as Mr. and Mrs. So and So.
Davis Drive was subsidized housing for folks who were down on their luck due to circumstances largely beyond their control. They lived in quiet shame, doing everything humanly possible to elevate themeselves to a higher social platform and move out of Davis Drive. These were decent, honest, hard-working people, whose children went on to be doctors, teachers and even a police chief.
Senior citizens could safely stroll down Summer Street to browse the many quaint shops along Main Street at any time of the night. The beat cop knew all of the people on his block by first name as did the citizens know him.
Let's fast forward to the year 2010.
The West End is little more than a pile of crumbling, decayed low-income rubble. The few flourishing businesses will soon founder and die because it'll be too dangerous for un-armed customers to safely transit the area. Julie Laresse will be rolling in his grave. People now refer to each other as YO! BRO! I aint no HO!
The vacant Mall lot will remain vacant for another 13 years due to the crushing statewide economic downturn. The Main Street area is now traversed by frightening looking psychopaths on release from CVH. They plod along, shouting incoherant threats at passing cars. They seek heat and temporary refuge in public places such as the Dunkin Donuts foyer or hide in the hallways at city hall, crouched with a plastic bag full of soiled clothes and returnable cans.
Davis Drive residence have long since abandon the hope or desire to leave the security of subsidized housing and social assistance programs. It is far easier to collect free money than to seek employment in a job market where there is no employment.
The old beat cop has now been mobilized in order to serve the increasing demands of the public. With fewer resources, a zero increase budget for the last 10 years, the beat-cop drives a car in and through Main Street and the West End as fast as possible. As local businesses fail, the tax base lessens, as does funding for public safety advancements. The bare minimum is what Bristol can afford and even that is on shoe-string budget.
Let's fast forward to the year 2020.
The city of Bristol Connecticut becomes a veritable black-hole. Most people of substance have long since moved out. No business can survive in Bristol CT. No person in their right mind would want to be in political office. Nothing of advantage in any way exists for someone to hold office in Bristol CT.
All vestiges of anything decent and innocence is gone. Bristol has become a hell-hole in the literal sense of the word. Public services have been stripped to the bone. Making due with little is now the only way that the police force can operate. Cops drive tiny cruisers with 2 officers per car. Criminals are now brought to a State-Wide holding facility with onsite court and judgement center. Municipalities and State administration of justice is cost effectively served much better this way. No more need to support a large police department facility, city hall, or public works. Police and Fire services are regionalized.
The only people that seem to thrive in Bristol CT USA is the street urchins. The mentally insane and professional homeless. They wander the streets by day in tattered mounds of ragged clothes, pushing rusted shopping carts full of stuff. They have no problem living off the land and become the only vestige of humanity on Bristol streets. The streets themselves are cratered, pot-holes, and nearly impassable from a crumbling infrastructure. This is of little concern as few remaining residents of Bristol CT USA own a car.
Fast-Forward to 2035.
The world becomes unified for economic and social purposes. There is no more racism or inequity among countries. Wars as we know it have ended. There are no more battles to fight. The world's precious remaining natural resources are augmented by natural reclamation and renewable energy initiatives on a global scale.
Mankind however has one primal urge that cannot be sated. The need to compete against one another! Gone are the blood baths of the past, now replaced by SPORTS. Sports become the food by which humans now appease their lust for confrontation. To this end, the city of Bristol CT USA becomes a new world mecca in 2035!
ESPN will further annex and expand it's physical plant. The entire length of Rt. 229 from the Southington line to the intersection of Rt-6 will become ESPN property. The entire boundary of Bristol will eventually include housing for world-wide employees, professional athletes, and on-air personalities. The income and revenue generated by the ESPN dynasty will be equal to a mid-sized world power. Bristol CT as we know it today will be totally razed to the ground. It will become a giant Phoenix rising from the ashes. Infrastructures, underground transportation systems, mono-rails, shopping centers, amusements, housing, digital communications, aqua-culture, and educational facililties beyond the wildest dreams of Disney/Epcot visionaries of today.
BESPN (Bristol-ESPN) will be the epicenter of worldwide unified entertainment.
Mr. Laresse will smile down on Bristol, one last time.
Unfortunately most of us reading this will not be here to see it.
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