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Amnesty-Town Horror
by Tinka Boukes
Saturday, August 25, 2007
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Amnesty-Town Horror


Speculation, imagination, a fabricated event

Conclusions reached, some however, remained unconvinced

Suburbia got its name from its false hopes builder

Mass produced, widely regarded, postwar for certain.


Amnesty-Town, a ‘planned’ community, built between ’47 & ‘51

Built on potato farms, known-as Island Trees

A development, booming start, 2,000+ to be rented

Eliminated basements, concrete slabs, homes built cheaper & faster.


Building codes were modified in certain areas where the need for housing was urgent

To keep costs down, used contractors that were non-union

Production-line technique met with heavy opposition

Communities had schools, etc., etc., hundreds of Vets kept applying.


GI homeowners settled-in, spawned families

Residents soon felt they lived in a congenial community

Initial leases prohibited non-whites, racial exclusivity

Boiled-down to being overly-sanitized, non-conformism, &



No real amnesty for ex-soldiers, or city dwellers

Afternoon rumors, silence invaded, residents revolted

Suburbs suppose to represent what the American family wants

In the real world their terrifying, end result was death of the soul.


Incubators of apathy & delirium, suppressed idle details, just as one’s memory does

But today humans still dwell in the ‘burbs’

“Hey, with four closets, two shrubs, & one tree

Good for the children, but come on, not a place for grown-ups to be.”


Stamped-out, cookie-cutter homes become slums

No signs of life, no concrete proof

All suburbanites have a duty to act, gild the gloom

Good news though, new neighborhood awaits, time is on the side of the outcasts.


Copyright © 2007 Tinka Boukes & R. Lance Sheridan

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Reviewed by HB Clayton 9/28/2007
This is absolutely outstanding. I would have to wade through hundreds before having my attention grabbed in such a way. Thank you for having not only a voice, but something meaningful to accompany it. - HB
Reviewed by William Bonilla 8/26/2007
Exccent write You two
Outstanding Collaboration
Peace be with you

Reviewed by richard cederberg 8/26/2007
A very thoughtful and informative write proving that the best laid plans of mice and men oft goes astray. Many 'burbs' these days are hell-holes of sin and drugs. Sissy, this collaboration with Lance is exceptional. Keep up the great work!
Love from big bro ...
Reviewed by Morning Star 8/26/2007
Wow your presentation of your poetic thoughts within this
Powerful message of inhumane act of recognition excellent write!
Oh George..theirs still some small towns where my daughter lives
In the suburbs of Wichita Falls TX where she lives
Everything closes at 9PM and every body take care of each other!
Love Peace and many hugssss to you....Morning Star

Reviewed by Ronald Hull 8/26/2007
There are places they call, Urbs that are bewtween the city and leap-frogging suburbs that are the worst. To my mind, the suburbs are the death knell of America.

Reviewed by Barbara Terry 8/26/2007
I agree with what Fee said. Suburbia was supposed to be the elitest escape from the urban slums. But even in our "burbs" here, I see houses that were once eloquent, but have now become hovels of what they once were. People of different races joined in a community to "better" themselves, and give their children a safe place to grow.

That would be ideal, if only it were true. Today the "burbs" are the center of gossips, because they really have nothing better to do. Work, gossip, play, gossip, sleep, gossip, and the cycle starts all over the next day.

I also remember what George wrote too. I remember the days of unlocked doors, neighbors watching out for each other, and we took care of each other's children, by keeping an eye on them when they were at play or just out walking. We knew all the mothers, all the phone numbers, where everyone lived, and where everyone worked, and it wasn't all in the "burbs" either. The saying "it takes a village" has a lot of truth to it, and I wonder just whatever happened to that way of life. Saying that reminds me of the Peter, Paul, and Mary song, "Where Have All The Flowers Gone".

Thank you for sharing Tinka.

May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie

Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen 8/26/2007
love the line, 'gild the gloom'! on point, tinke & lance. i refer to it all as the 'been had syndrome'. much enjoyed.
Reviewed by Georg Mateos 8/26/2007
Do you remember that time when everybody knew everybody, front doors were left open and we took care of each other children?
Was it a reality or a old postcard of dreamville?
You touch the nerve, I hope you touch some consciences as well.
Reviewed by twinklewrites at her desk (Reader) 8/26/2007
Great write about this town...interesting read Tinka...Hugs and Love, Peggy
Reviewed by Southern Comfort 8/25/2007
An AWESOME WRITE A feast for thought! LOVE YA! SC
Reviewed by Larry Lounsbury 8/25/2007
Ties that bind a community, perhaps it is not the wealth; but the selfless love of God and country regardless of race.Enjoyed
Reviewed by George Thompson 8/25/2007
Good write and right you are.

Reviewed by Felix Perry 8/25/2007
A good history and politically correct statement of how the burbs were meant to escape from the city for the middle class. Lots of problems and growing pains but in post war North America they were also a starting over point for thousands of unappreciater war vets and there families. Thanks for sharing such vivid images Tink. Enjoyed this a lot
Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader) 8/25/2007
I have a feeling, Lance had a great part in this poem. Maybe I'm wrong. Alas I cannot relate because Malta is so small that slums are only a few streets in a small village. Still all grow vines there and wine flows. Victor
Reviewed by m w 8/25/2007
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 8/25/2007
W O W!!!!!
Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 8/25/2007
(((Tinka))) (((Lance))),

A stunning collaboration. There are the haves, and the have nots; those that live in the "good" part of town, and those that live on the "other side of the tracks." Sad to see it's worldwide....thought provoking excellence.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Reviewed by Joyce Bowling 8/25/2007
A wonderful write, filled with rich imagery...well done, enjoyed!
Joyce B.
Reviewed by Ted Bossis 8/25/2007
Very well written for the masses - Most interesting for the rest - After living in Manhattan I never thought to live anywhere but - But near the ocean trumps everything {for me}-Excellent -love {*} Ted
Reviewed by D Johnson 8/25/2007
Tinka/Lance, well done! As a kid, for many years we lived on the edge of suburbia a place people called the slums, and we wondered what it would be like to live in the 'burbs'

Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader) 8/25/2007
Wonderful writing sweet lady,glad I am back to read your wonderful pens.Have a wonderful day...Hugssssss
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 8/25/2007
Suburbia got its name from its false hopes builder

How so sadly true, for so many. Yet we keep building more and more and more, and we keep destroying those farms and fields and forests, while many of our once great cities now rot away.
Reviewed by Art Sun 8/25/2007
I like your presentation within this one Tinka, shows a strong work of political and inhumane recognition, the emotion within your thoughts are very well expressed, a very strong poetic display...

Truly nice work...

Art Sun...
Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan 8/25/2007
interesting write-you certainly brought up some good points here-
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) 8/25/2007
"Initial leases prohibited non-whites, racial exclusivity" . . . I know, isnt it a shame. Of course South Africa wasn't/isn't racist . . . We should have learned from them . . .
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