City Manager John Brown is yelling from the rooftops that the City has about a year before fiscal Armageddon. Is anyone listening? Last year, Mayor Glass-Half-Full promised that, "Revenues will come," without actually saying from where. Since then, when he's not intimidating City staff, his "revenue-generating-efforts seem to have focused on stalling the Deercreek shopping center, now that that the Regency Center is has been delayed yet another year, if not longer.
Well folks, the cranky Hobbit-In-Chief has lashed out again - this time at a city employee, which makes him a work-place harasser. He's apologized (after a fashion) saying that "he was scared." Scar-Y is more like it, as Ms Padrovan can attest. I mean, who likes being attacked by a ferocious Chihuahua. And remember, this is the man who was elected to lead our troubled city through difficult negotiations with the very same municipal employees that he publicly yelled at. Time for an anger management class, or perhaps a recall?
You know, folks who are born in a town and lived there all their lives, or others who move to place because they appreciate it's qualities have a right to feel strongly about the future of their town and express these feelings strongly. No problem there. Of course, that group I just mentioned includes pretty much everyone in Petaluma, not just the "no-growth-ers" Oh, excuse me, the politically correct term for "build-nothing-that-we-don't-like-or-we'll-sue" is Smart Growth. The problem with the Smart/No Growth gang, is that they've forgotten their biology. In EVERY living organism, growth and change MUST happen. When an entity ceases to grow and adapt it starts to die. I don't want my town to die and I don't want to live in a town that's radically changed from the town I love. However, I'm willing to listen with an open mind, accept new ideas that can benefit others (not just me), abide by the rules I voted to approve, and not to sue when things don't go my way. That's what make me - and a lot of others in town - different from the so-called Progressive / Smart Growth gang.
I pity any developer, businessperson, or entrepreneur who wants to build anything in Sonoma County that is useful to anyone other than Martha Stewart or George Soros. The progressive bloc is so committed to advancing their pet fantasy of carbon-free, low-impact, sustainable perfection that the region that it risks turning into an members-only enclave for rich liberals who express their environmental piety with solar panels, electric cars, wind power, and GMO-free Sauvignon Blanc.
To hear the so-called progressive faction tell it, their opposition on the board are a homogeneous group of shills for developers. Well, I know all three and I see a lot of difference between them, their experience with, and their goals for Petaluma. If there's any predictability among board members it's with the gang of three and their perpetual, unrepentant anti-business agenda. Oh yes, I can hear the voices. "The council approved Regency. See! They're not anti-business." Yah, yah...after (what) seven years of log rolling, stalling, repeated reports, and a fraudulent lawsuit. That's some record. So given their intransigence, I'm guessing the only candidate they'll consider for the seventh seat is a dyed-in-the wool NIMBY.
Hi All. After a mandatory "sabbatical," during which time I was cloistered in a monastery for cartoonists who've run afoul of local politics I'm back. A month-long diet of crow, punctuated by hourly flagellation with torn pieces of the First Amendment, has left me suitably chastened. Of course, since David Rabbit won, it was worth it. I have nothing to add to last week's cartoon. The city's infrastructure is indeed suffering thanks to the know-nothings on the City Council who - after all these years - are still unable to correlate the revenues from a robust business climate with running a city in the black.
Now that the sewer rate rollback has been put to rest for the second, and hopefully last, time, the malcontents who hang around (and populate parts of) City Hall will need another goomswoggle to waste our time and eat up precious city resources. I'm speaking of course of the inevitable special election that we'll need to fill the seventh City Council seat, once the two diametrically-opposed camps of council members have exhausted their invective and our patience with the bickering over who best to fill the "swing" seat.
To paraphrase John Lennon, "All we are saying is give Pete a chance." The intersection of Western and Petaluma Boulevard won't be the same without the Honkytonk stylings of John Maher, aka Petaluma Pete, and his bright red upright piano. People, take to the streets. Erect barricades, Storm the halls of power. Let you voice be heard. Oh, that's right. I forgot. This is Petaluma. Such clamors of outrage are saved for protesting proposed asphalt plants situated next to a river dredging spoils site (acres of fish poop) at the outskirts of town.
Well kids, the Road Diet that not only failed to energize commerce but further clogged traffic west of Washington Blvd will now be inflicted on the downtown merchants. Our council majority must not have heard about all of the centrally-planned disasters (all done by the way in the name of achieving progressive, Utopian goals) that crippled the Soviet and Chinese economies and are now causing Venezuela to circle the drain. Or maybe they did, we're now learning that "progressive" really is synonymous with "anti-business."
Sharp-eyed readers will recognize this as a recycled drawing, which I felt was fitting to comment on a recycled measure. Unlike fine wine, imported cheese and my sweet wife, this measure has not improved with age. It's as stupid and ill-conceived as it was when it was called K. If it passes be afraid. Be very afraid.