From time to time, I like to get a little political. In my humble opinion, every man & woman needs to get a little political these days. We cant afford not to. So, politically speaking, if something Prop 215/420 catches my eye in regards to being funny, ridiculous, absurd or down right dumb and warrants insight or comment, 'So it shall be written..."
Here's a real goody:
So, for those of you who dont happen to live in small town Tractorville, USA, I humbly submit the following:
And so it goes, along the I-5 corridor, from Sacramento to the northern border. By the way, up towards the border you pass thru another small town called Weed, but alas, Weed doesnt care for weed either. How sad is that? Anyway, one small grease spot in the road town after another, all waiting to see what the big dogs down south are going to do ie; LA, San Diego, Anaheim. Anaheim? Oh yea, I forgot about them. Meanwhile, our small time, small town Councils, spewing forth their bureaucratic rhetoric while attempting to appear leaderish are doing nothing more than "waiting for the big dogs to eat". You have to understand, small town politics require you don't do anything unless forced or some other metropolitan-type county does it first. It's called the CYA clause. Refrain from acting individualistic otherwise you could wind up individualistically unemployed and there would go your "man about town" status.
In places like Orland (the original small town Tractorville, USA) the biggest decision these council members have to make is whether or not they need order a new Pumpkin Festival banner to hang over main street this year.
A city attorney in Orland? For what? As far as I know, when the only stop sign in town fell over last year and broke the leg of poor luckless Harry, a local resident who happened to be rolling his prize pumpkin down the sidewalk on his way to the Greater Orland Pumpkin Festival, the whole affair was settled out of court. The town made Harry an honorary Pumpkin Judge, gave him a year's free admission to the local Orland Swap Meet and a shiney new brushed aluminum cane, to be given back once he healed, of course. Luckless Harry was then known around town as Lucky Harry...
City Attorney Tom Andrews from the good town of Orland, population 5,000, minus a 1000 or 2 when the migrant farm workers leave town every winter, you now have your 15 minutes of fame. Use it wisely City Attorney dude.
Councilman Bruce Roundy. His nickname should be "Roundy-round". After all, he did admit he "Doesnt know really know what to do". Bruce, youre sounding somewhat lost which can't be comforting for the town folks, unless they know you personally and collectively feel, "Well, that's just our Bruce!"
And finally, the Weedpatch chair recogonizes the honorable Vice-Mayor Jim Paschall who asked the big question: “What we have now keeps them out?” And there it is folks, in a nutshell and I might add, home grown in the wonderful Orland orchards. It's the we's vs the thems. I'm not sure who the we's include other than the Orland Council but I know who the thems are. I suppose it's alway good to know your place. One wonders, why the "we's' and the "thems" cant somehow work together to benefit the "everybodies"...? M
Here's a real goody:
Weedpipe;953828 said:
So, for those of you who dont happen to live in small town Tractorville, USA, I humbly submit the following:
And so it goes, along the I-5 corridor, from Sacramento to the northern border. By the way, up towards the border you pass thru another small town called Weed, but alas, Weed doesnt care for weed either. How sad is that? Anyway, one small grease spot in the road town after another, all waiting to see what the big dogs down south are going to do ie; LA, San Diego, Anaheim. Anaheim? Oh yea, I forgot about them. Meanwhile, our small time, small town Councils, spewing forth their bureaucratic rhetoric while attempting to appear leaderish are doing nothing more than "waiting for the big dogs to eat". You have to understand, small town politics require you don't do anything unless forced or some other metropolitan-type county does it first. It's called the CYA clause. Refrain from acting individualistic otherwise you could wind up individualistically unemployed and there would go your "man about town" status.
In places like Orland (the original small town Tractorville, USA) the biggest decision these council members have to make is whether or not they need order a new Pumpkin Festival banner to hang over main street this year.
A city attorney in Orland? For what? As far as I know, when the only stop sign in town fell over last year and broke the leg of poor luckless Harry, a local resident who happened to be rolling his prize pumpkin down the sidewalk on his way to the Greater Orland Pumpkin Festival, the whole affair was settled out of court. The town made Harry an honorary Pumpkin Judge, gave him a year's free admission to the local Orland Swap Meet and a shiney new brushed aluminum cane, to be given back once he healed, of course. Luckless Harry was then known around town as Lucky Harry...
City Attorney Tom Andrews from the good town of Orland, population 5,000, minus a 1000 or 2 when the migrant farm workers leave town every winter, you now have your 15 minutes of fame. Use it wisely City Attorney dude.
Councilman Bruce Roundy. His nickname should be "Roundy-round". After all, he did admit he "Doesnt know really know what to do". Bruce, youre sounding somewhat lost which can't be comforting for the town folks, unless they know you personally and collectively feel, "Well, that's just our Bruce!"
And finally, the Weedpatch chair recogonizes the honorable Vice-Mayor Jim Paschall who asked the big question: “What we have now keeps them out?” And there it is folks, in a nutshell and I might add, home grown in the wonderful Orland orchards. It's the we's vs the thems. I'm not sure who the we's include other than the Orland Council but I know who the thems are. I suppose it's alway good to know your place. One wonders, why the "we's' and the "thems" cant somehow work together to benefit the "everybodies"...? M