Last evening's city council meeting was described today by a customer as "all spark, no fire."
Glaringly, no action was taken on naming an ordinance enforcement officer, which reminds me of my favorite recent headline.
Profiles in abject and supremely petty moral cowardice: CMs Coffey, Schmidt, Price & Kochert publicly urinate on code enforcement in NA.
Predictably, it would appear that the "no progress at any price" position on ordinance enforcement has undergone yet another in an evolving series of tactical shifts, with the major talking points now being (a) the necessity of keeping the position stillborn until someone is found who is completely apolitical and has no ties to this community whatsoever, and (b) the inexcusable sloth of any current city officeholder who fails to stop a half-dozen times on the way home from the dreaded "third floor" to cite ordinance violators viewed along the way.
Our trogs are nothing if not resourceful, and someday might harness their obstructionist venom for the public good.
Until then, to paraphrase Bob Dylan, "it's a wonder that they still know how to breathe."
The song?
Why, "Idiot Wind," of course.
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After spending a week in the San Francisco neighborhood of Potrero Hill, seeing how the Codes are enforced and the 3 cans for curbside pickup: Garbage, Recycling and Yard Watse are poetry in motion.
My return home to the leadership of NA is one of afternoon soap operas mindset- check in at different intervals and the story remains the same.
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