Sarasota Fl

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Sarasota FL



This land of the first people, the native Indians, was called Sarasota. Today the city dwellers call it “Paradise.” It is a cruel joke flaunted by the city wannabees, and social climbers, who clamber to get their mug shots, in glossy magazines. With all the greed, avarice, and underhanded deals in this town, it is the devil's playground, and many a soul departs, as the corner pronounces death by misadventure.
  The origins of this sweet, innocent town called Sarasota are unknown and shrouded in the fog of the bayou backwaters. Historians think the word Sarasota is part of an American Indian language, which meant Point of rocks. It sounds dangerous if you are on a ship or onshore.
Another old legend suggests that Sarasota means “Place of the dance.” I wonder who all were dancing at this party, I wasn’t there. On the map of 1763, this landmass was called “ZARAZOTE. “ The name itself sounds even more dark, threatening, and very ominous. It could be anything but friendly and inviting.


The medicine man called it where “THE DEVIL DANCES.”


No wonder why Sarasota, has such a bad reputation, year after year. Newspapers have labeled this town as the meanest city in the USA. Many powerful people with influence in this town are heartless towards the downtrodden and homeless brethren. Whenever a homeless shelter is proposed the good citizens rise up in revolt, and say not in my backyard. Homelessness is considered an eyesore, and before you know it, laws are enacted to curtail the movement of this silent minority, and the police are being bestowed with special powers to remove this silent majority from areas where the affluent dance with a mask of impunity.


Sarasota is truly a porous city devoid of any feeling of love for its own native sons and daughters.
Sarasota FL, in comparison to Paradise on earth, is full of collusions and very different from what  I envision from the good book.
Sarasota was founded on May, 14th, 1921. If you care to know.
How far have we come?

God bless you
May all be well with you
Dmd.






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