Tuesday, August 19, 2014
File under "unintended irony."
In New Albany governing circles, unintended irony is a persistent affliction. Perhaps when the sign is no longer needed to delineate the boundaries of the Main Street Deforestation Project, it can be used at the entrances to Indie Fest on September 21.
Then there's the even bigger irony: this sign faces Spring Street, and has been regularly bowled over by the breezes generated by non-local business heavy truck traffic speeding past, unregulated and undeterred, mere feet away. It is something that city "leaders" who live on quiet semi-suburban cul de sacs can't quite seem to grasp, no matter how hard we try.
And that's what irony-deficiency does to a person ... and a political party.