The town where I live was named by Money magazine as one of the best places to live in America. Apparently, the citizens don’t agree. They voted to boot out all the city council members but one. At the first meeting of the new council, the mayor was booted out by a 5-2 vote.
At the meeting, I learned that the proposal which moves our local library to a new strip mall under the corporate sponsorship of Target wasn’t a bad, early April Fool’s joke. I have been frothing at the mouth ever since. I’m not alone. We have a very well-educated populace who love books and frequent the library.
I’m tempted to go back to the city council and suggest that police officers’ uniforms and patrol cars carry corporate logos like NASCAR. If it’s appropriate for the library, it should be appropriate for the cops. They are, after all, intending to take over the library property which seems to me to be a bit like living in a police state. The cops apparently think they are the heart of the city, but the library isn’t.
After last night’s sorry excuse for a State of the Union address and the insane rebuttals, I think it may also be time to require all elected officials to wear corporate logos so we can, at last, be honest about who they actually represent. While I’m on a rant, I’m also pissed as hell that Rep. Suzan DelBene brokered a deal that leaves entitlement spending firmly in place for billionaire “farmers” like Paul Allen while taking another whack out of food stamps for the constituents who elected her.
Tell me, please, when was our Constitution amended to read “We the Lobbyists?”
DelBene may as well join the GOP (greedy oil party) and become a morally, bankrupt jerk. DelBene is working for her corporate sponsors and not for the people who elected her. It is a common theme elsewhere.
Great to hear from you, Earl. Actually, she was pandering to the Republican farmers in her district at the expense of the folks who elected her. I am beyond furious because I campaigned hard for her because I believed she could help break the partisan gridlock. I never dreamed her first big deal would be a slap in the face.