New Twist On A Pathetic Example
Dianne Feinstein: "All vets are mentally ill in some way and government should prevent them from owning firearms."
Yep, - she really said it on April 4th, in a meeting in front of the Senate Judiciary Committee... and the quote below from the LA Times is priceless.
Sometimes even the L.A. Times gets it right.
Kurt Nimmo: "Senator Feinstein insults all U.S. Veterans as she flays about in a vain attempt to save her anti-firearms bill."
Quote from the Los AngelesTimes:
"Frankly, I don't know what it is about California, but we seem to have a strange urge to elect really obnoxious women to high office. I'm not bragging, you understand, but no other state, including Maine, even comes close. When it comes to sending left-wing dingbats to Washington, we're Number One. There's no getting around the fact that the last time anyone saw the likes of Barbara Boxer, Dianne Feinstein, Maxine Waters, and Nancy Pelosi, they were stirring a cauldron when the curtain went up on 'Macbeth'. The four of them are like jackasses who happen to possess the gift of blab. You don't know if you should condemn them for their stupidity or simply marvel at their ability to form words."
Columnist Burt Prelutsky, Los Angeles Times
Woeful Water News From The Big Bend:
See this great essay in the Tampa Times, Sunday issue, regarding the Apalachicola River water hijack and resultant crash of a time honored industry, with a world renowned resource, that is about to become extinct, in Apalachicola Bay.
This article is just one more example of water use/depletion that is killing a million dollar industry that is over a hundred years old.
The culprit, Atlanta, is another metropolitan, behemoth that gulps ground and surface water at a rate of thousands of gallons a day. The unstoppable consumption has crashed the oyster industry to the south, and murdered a small, defenseless Florida county. If you can’t stand nausea don’t read this.
See article by Gary R. Morming: Click Here
The next to last word
How much more has to be said about the criminal neglect of our most valuable natural resources? What new smoke screen will be laid down next to cover a culpable trail of exploitation for money, influence and two-faced politics? Minimum flows? Springs restoration? - - - - With what? How?
Water quality? “That’s one hellava Brita Filter, you got there, Flordia.”
Folks, you think a single offshore oil disaster was bad? You ain’t seen nuthin’ yet! When the aquifer is pumped dry, all the pee in China won’t fill it up again.
Blah, Blah, And Podiatric (sic) Gunshot Treatment
Here at home, a handful of conniving blabber mouths are running around willy-nilly, telling anyone who’ll listen that “they” are going to dissolve our town. Of all the delusional, crapola I’ve heard in this short period that comprises my time in office, this one is a first level arrogance by silly children who stamp their feet, wail like banshees and pout for hours. These local miscreants take this infantile posturing a step further when they don’t get their way. They repeat the most ridiculous lies over and over again believing, as did the original Nazis, that repetitions will make them true.
During last night’s town commission meeting the scarcity of positive suggestions in that room were vacuous, at best, or clouded in recollections of how things were “back when” and “we did this and it didn’t work then!”.
One poseur, got up and read us scripture . . . . . .. You’d have thought we’d been transported to the South of the fifties, and that we were proposing to go out in the yard and burn crosses as soon as we could find our pillowcases with the eyeholes.
I am the poster child of sinners. It took years for the Lord to get my attention and I am still weak, but I do try desperately to walk in God’s shadow. As this “bible lesson” unfolded I became overwhelmed with anger. All I could do was acknowledge God’s word (Amen!) as this angel of harpy-ism rattled on, posing as if the sacred passages meant something to her that was more than theatrical. How could one person be so hypocritically obsessed? Then, better sense prevailed, and I realized that I was being taught a real lesson. Penultimate vengence sits with the Lord. And Satan loves to possess pretentious, prideful fools.
Mr. & Mrs. Longface attend every commission meeting. A few days beforehand, one or the other skulks into town hall to pick up an agenda, scowls at the lady at the counter, snatches up the info sheets and skulks back out. This time, the office computers were down and the agenda and info packets were not ready until Friday afternoon. Mr. Longface called “several” times and regaled the lucky staffer who answered the phone, with regulations and veiled consequences, for the delay.
One very important point regarding this afflicted couple. They have nothing to offer – never will. They don’t remember why they got mad. They’re just mad as hell and they’re going to make their enemies madder. In the matter of wastewater treatment, Mr. Longface makes the same fifteen minute observation of a three minute fact. The town of Archer tried wastewater and it is costing the townspeople more than $60 dollars a month, according to him.
Gainesville’s TV station 20, reported this “national” disaster and the clips are still on the station website, giving the televised report a life of it’s own – to be repeated by this one “advocate” over and over again, which makes this condition true, for him, for every like community considering the unseemly idea of processing their crap, instead of percolating it into the ground water supply or leaching it into nearby watersheds. What fools we are as the valiant Longface attempts to rescue us from ourselves! He is so resolute that as he leaves the speaker’s podium, he blubbers spit, shouting now, his indignation.
“You tell ‘em, my Brother !” I thought.
At this stage, many of you are wondering where the resident junk car dealer/suspended town commissioner is in this theatre? He got his cohort and fellow Sunshine Law violator, Commissioner Sally Price, to sponsor his “ twelfth” agenda attempt to fire the town attorney. Once again he is trying to save the taxpayers money. What a guy. He’s still on watch even though the Governor suspended him from the commission while his indictment for felony dumping awaits a trial. By the way, the motion didn’t get a second. Must be that dastardly conspiracy at work, again!
One more: Sherry Ely has served as a commissioner longer than anyone else. She lost her seat in the last election, due in large part, to the concerted campaign mounted by the Longface duo and a handful of the Tax Maven/Godfather’s very tight circle of friends. (Well, five people holding hands in a motor home, is tight quarters.) This actor is the self- appointed watchdog of all things administrative and financial concerning the town. His job is very hard, in that he thinks he knows a lot about these two areas but in fact, knows only Jack Schitt and he, has refused to give the Godfather counsel!
Back to the point. Mrs. Ely, cut to shreds, denigrated, and soundly defeated by the self-righteous opposition, has now been redeemed and yesterday she assumed the vacated seat of Commissioner Junk Yard. A few days back, when word got out that she was back in, guess who showed up at her door? Jim & Tammy Longface.
They wanted to offer her an olive branch and came to say that they were sorry for treating her so badly. Had they been in the confessional, the priest would have had to call out for lunch, or a barf bag. However, in the best example of Christian charity they wanted to make friends. I do not know what Commissioner Ely said to them. She’s a good person, spiritual, and a smart lady. I’d like to think that I could guess what she thought.
The following day, the Longface’s were heard to lament, “Get the Iodine, will you? I’ve shot myself . . . . Oh no, in the foot ! Mea Culpa. “
By the way, I came by this story, second hand . I know it happened. The rest is conjecture.
That’s enuff said - - - - - - - - - - ‘til next time. Thanx for being here.