Catching up on ze newspeppers
Taveling is great at times but makez it vereee hard to keepz up wid whatz goin on round the home place.
Just read the story about King Eric the Spoiled handing Fayette County back to the Sherreef on a platinum platter. He now hopes thingz will be better and the sherreef will hold no hard feelinz.
Why the heckamadoodle should the sherreef have hard feelingz? He got his way. Everything is back to the way it wuz before the lawsuits and therz no oversite on him at all. Why'd he do what he did in the first place? Why did he all of a sudden stop taking in bad ass people the marshal's arrested? What was the point? To my way of thinking he must have something to hide so he went on the attack. 28 yeeerz of nobody watching or saying stop and having millions of dollars to play can lead to feeling like you can do whatever you want and let you justify doing whut everz you want. I think Dunn and the board were getting a little to close to some kind of something sticky and the sherreef capitalized on a situation and made it work for him.
Now the sherreef has all his fokz on the Board doing his bidding.
Bet he wuz shocked when Smith voted not to drop the lawsuits. Well maybe not cause I heard from some fokez who wuz there that the sherreef told one of the reporters BEFORE the guys even came out of the PRIVATE meeting that it wuz going to beez a 3 to 2 vote. So muchez for executive meetings being private priveledged like they're suppozed to be.
And if you think that three elected types can't get together without calling it an open meeting isn't easy to get around legally you're head is in the sand. One commissioner calls or meets with another. Then he meets or calls a different one. Then he calls the original guy back. Voila you have a three some without the three someones ever meeting together. So much for the law.
If you ever wants to know whatz being done in those executive meetings go sit near the Frady in Melears.
So, the sherreef now rules the roost. I heard that whenz Eric the mean came out of the PRIVATE meeting that he smiled and nodded to the sherreef to let him know the dastardly deed had been done.
I wonder how long itz going to take the sherreef to find this blog and come after little (well, I am rather bulky anymore) old me. He has all that grand equipment we taxpayers have bought that allows him to go chasing down ip addresses and tap into computers. I don't doubt this blog couldn't be traced back to my hotel room in Indianna right as I write.
Hey sherreef, I'm just a speculatin out here in blogland and passing on what I hear on the streetz of our fair county.
