I am one happy camper. There is a tree right at the foot entrance to our building. It is dead. So dead the bark has fallen off. Every time there is a wind, branches fall off and if you look at them you can see that they are rotten inside.
I reported it to the Mayor's Hot Line. And within seven days, someone came out, determined that it had to be removed as "soon as possible." That can mean up to a year. The complaint was sent to the Parks Department. I want the tree down. I have the feeling if I lean against it, it will fall over. I am tempted to do such a thing, but I don't want to get hurt in the process. I will give the City up to December 31st. Then I will file another complaint.
In their favor, they did e-mail me the report of the Tree Specialist who came out to look at the tree. His report was short and sweet. "Tree is dead! Cut it down." I did get results of a sort. They do agree with me that the tree needs to be cut down.
Last year I reported that the sidewalk that I use to go to the store had wide cracks where it had frozen and heaved during winter storms. And there was a piece of sidewalk where the tree had heaved the sidewalk up to the height whereby I couldn't ride my scooter over it without damaging my battery underneath. The only way I could get over it was to pop a wheelie. Yeah. Grandma pops wheelies! All of my complaint was rectified and I can now ride without damaging my scooter or kidneys. And I no longer have to cross the street in the middle of the block coming out between parked cars. Very dangerous.
You can beat City Hall. Or at least have them hear you and react favorably.