Hello, my March madlings!
How are you? Up or down? Just like our temperatures. This is typical of March. The snow of a few days ago has already
melted. There have been a few days
when I opened some windows and the fresh air smelled great and sunlight looked
good in the house. Unfortunately, that
also highlighted the need for a thorough spring cleaning of our home. Either I get a transfusion from Ms.
Lizardmom, or Junior and Señor Zanza have a lot of work to do. Maybe we could all get transfusions from
her. She’ll be anemic, but we’ll clean
up a storm. Sniff, sniff, I smell a
moneymaking proposition. Ms. Lizardmom,
sell your blood to the highest bidders.
Once every two weeks or so, sell a pint of Ms. Lizardmom’s Special
Reserve Spring Rejuvenating and Cleaning Blood.
Only $100 or best offer. Go for
it!
The sins of Mr. Mayor Dickert and his cohorts will be
visited upon us all. That’s just the way
the criminal cookie crumbles. I must
constantly fight the temptation to cast a “reality spell” upon the city’s
voters. I may not interfere. I just wish more of Racine’s
voters would wake up. I predict a win
for Mr. Mayor Dickert unless challenger Mr. Pastor Hargrove steps up his game,
quickly and surely. Even then, I doubt
his chances.
Mr. Mayor Dickert and cohorts have brought another lawsuit
upon the city.
This time, over the sale
of the Women’s Club building.
Another
black eye for Racine.
I can’t wait for the Machinery Row quagmire
to drag us down further.
Still, I don’t
think that the JT Irregulars is a place for personal attacks like this one:
https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=514457884876261588&postID=7338408911607225673 Fuck that shit.
Once I and the rest of the JTIs have finished
putting our mojo on you, expect a slow, agonizing death.
The political campaigns will soon start ramping up their
bullshit machines for the coming, April7, election. Campaign phone calls. Campaign workers at the door. Campaign ads in the newspaper. Campaign material in the mailbox. Some of those mailings are on expensive,
heavy stock. I try to recycle those, after
Junior is done using them for target practice with his pellet gun.
OK, I know that Racine
is a “broke” city. Things are so bad
that we’ve had to cut back on city services and take down some
streetlights. Mr. Mayor Dickert begged
the nonprofits for money. Blah, blah,
blah, we’ve all heard these things before.
We’ve also heard about roundabouts, Machinery Row, the Uptown Project, the
City Hall upgrade and other project after project. Where does the money for these niceties and
toys come from? Why is State
Street lit up at night like a landing strip for a
747, while inner city streets go dark?
How come there is never enough money for residents’ needs, but plenty of
dough for Mr. Mayor Dickert’s cronies and their developments?
I think not till we return to the streets like we did in the
60’s will our government take us seriously.
“I’m mad as hell and I’m not going to take it anymore!” Tumult and turmoil because the corrupt have
been our “leaders” for too long. Break
out your old gas masks and man the barricades.
When I’m not saving the world, I’m here visiting with
friends. You all have a special place in
my heart. Thank you for coming here.
The weather will warm eventually. In the meantime, enjoy what we get. The light lasts longer into the evening. Do what makes you happy. And watch for children and motorcycles on the
road.
