Thursday, April 19, 2012



There it is---Bisbee, Az.  We agree to park our rigs here and walk the town together.

A mined-out copper pit---the origional reason for the town.

A great evil occurred here in 1917  that shocked the nation and led to the modification of our laws and I encourage my right wing and Libertarian friends to read about it,  and  ponder the issue of corporate greed and arrogance and ask themselves about the proper role of government and the media.

Lotta steps home---a fairly common situation here.
When the mine closed down---artist and counterculture people moved in. They are still here---with a layer of rich folks attracted to the "juice" such folks generate.

The Peace wall----It's been my experience, that hippies know very little about peace---they talk a good game but squabble endlessly among themselves.

Seemingly, the town's only grocery store.  We went in and found philosophical quotes on the wall.
An aging hippy playing haky sack by himself---dazzling the little girl and us with his skill.
This guy and his friends have "claimed" a vacant lot and built an interesting "bark park" for dogs.
Murals are everywhere.  Jungians could find archtypes in this one.

Here is a homeowner's artistic request that you not pee on his wall.
Boonie leads through winding streets to the very end of town---this canyon's edge.  We learned that homeless folks live in tents out there.
Can you read that?  Says BISBEE BICYCLE BROTHEL.
RANDY PHILOSOPHIZES: Yes! Two is far more fun---than one--in my opinion. We found it fascinating that one saw dramatically different things than the other. Boonie would ooh and ahh at the architecture while I was fascinated by the social structure. Much to his chagrin, I engaged a regular looking guy for a story ---he gave it--(wife ran off with another guy--they live nearby--he's trying to cope)---gave us real estate info about prices etc---THEN---THEN--Suddenly got loud and religious.
Boonie showed me a new thing:  HE INSTANTLY WALKED AWAY---it stunned the guy and me--I muttered an exit line and hurried to catch up.  Boonie's explanation for his behavior is a classic---you can read it in the comment section of his blog about our Bisbee Visit.
I was moved to poetry by the incident:


Boonie and I met a religious guy
on the streets of Bisbee town
Who started a sermon 'bout liberals and vermin;
said all of em should be drowned!

But my friend Boonie won't tolerate loonies
(and I won't forget this day)
In a New York minute, he'd reached his limit
and suddenly walked away.
We camped another night together---then--true to his boondocking name---boonie drifted away into the boondocks--- deep into the Chiricahua mountains.  I'm hoping he reappears somewhere in New Mexico to flavor our Quest-for-community caravan.


Anonymous said...

I was stationed at Fort Huachuca. Bisbee is a place I want to visit again.

BlackSheep said...

Bisbee is a town rich in history...I spent a couple days there boondocked near that old copper mine.....hope to get back there again!

Sondra said...

A couple of other bloggers I read occasionally, just left Bisbee after staying the winter there...I somehow had pictured it as a larger town...I dont blame Boonie for walking away I would hav done the same!! The word ID thing is a PIA~

Avis said...

Love the poem!

Planning a trip down that way in a few months.....will make a point of visiting the town. Sounds interesting.

Also, will keep an eye out for that guy....

Anonymous said...

Bisbee is one of my favorite towns.

Any time I'm within 100 miles of the place, I make it a point to visit.

sbo said...

I realize those are forsbobet doggies but I would be hard pressed not to eat one ;)

castello said...

he said Jungians

1 More Mile! said...

Unions? Bisbee? The horror of corporate America.


Me wonders how many illegal aliens and non-union contractors you hired when you were flipping houses.


Anonymous said...

There is something about all of this wondering around New Mexico that is starting to feel tiresome to me. When I read your friend's blog entry about you, I couldn't help but be off put by the guy. More interested in architecture than people?? Sounds like a hermit to me. You can keep these wierd friends and disjointed lifestyle. I will stick with the family.



Jim said...

I was a property manager for many years and tenants didn't always like what I had to say. Sometimes they'd respond with an endless rant and usually end up repeating themselves at least three times. One day it dawned on me that I had a CHOICE. I could stand there and "take it" -- knowing full well they would never get around to saying anything I wanted to hear -- or I could disengage with a quick excuse (any one of them will do!), turn and quickly walk away . . . never even waiting for a response. It has been a wonderfully liberating skill ever since. I don't always remember to use it, but when I do? I can barely feel my feet hitting the street . . . pure bliss. Oh crap, just remembered my chickens are running loose! Gotta' run!

Ed said...

There is a very nice Safeway grocery store in South Bisbee on the way to Naco. For those that must have a Wal*Mart you have to drive to Douglas or Sierra Vista.