No matter how insane your ideas, if you say them often enough and with enough convictiion someone will follow you. In the case of Mr. Moynihan, I'm guessing that his agenda appeals to the math-challeged wishful thinkers among us.
Now let me get this right. Petaluma was built next to a river, and has had a drawbridge on a secondary traffic artery for longer than most folks can remember. Petaluma also has a turning basin with a dock so that visiting boaters can tie up, see the local sites and leave some money behind. As a consequence, boats occasionally traverse the river requiring the drawbridge to be raised. Oh, and let's not forget that we just spent a wad of dough to fix the drawbridge so that it could be raised as needed. Still, some folks are upset that every so often their typical fifteen minute cross-town trip could stretch to...maybe...twenty minutes.
I understand that the Rohnert Park police honcho appeared in Sacramento in his full regalia to attest that, in his opinion, the proposed casino would be a good thing for his town. Given the current financial crisis - on top of the town's history of fiscal boondoggling, I'm guessing that any new revenue-generating operation short of a plutonium processing plant, would be a blessing...for them.
The horror, the horror. A swath of unnaturally preserved nature was defiled by some hard working guys just trying to do their job. To hear the irate reaction, you'd think that Robert Duvall as Lt. Col. Bill Killgore (fictional lover of napalm) had said, "I love the smell of new mown grass in the morning..." The birds took it all in stride. I wish the same could be said for the rabid bird lovers.
Our City Council Majority has accomplished so little to benefit River City that ex-mayor, ex-radio personality and current water bearer for Mayor Pam, David Glass, has to claim (in print mind you, where he can't claim to be misrepresented) responsibility for civic actions that preceded even his previous tenure as the Speed-Bump-in-Chief for local developers. Curiouser and curiouser...
This cartoon never ran in the Argus because the PCFUR folk had already amassed enough signatures from the ranks of the naive and/or curmudgeonly among Petaluma's registered voters to resurrect the previously defeated measure and bring it once again to ballot.
As disappointing as it may be to some local non-profits who rely on annual firework sales for their revenue, I suspect that the sale of personal fireworks are going the way of the backyard incinerator, leaf burning, and campfires. It's a pity, too. It's not like fireworks are more dangerous now than they ever were. But, I suspect that folks are somehow less responsible. Either that, or our burgeoning Nanny-State is bent on removing yet one more hazard from the padded cell they'd like to remake America into.