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Sunday, April 14, 2013

Paddle 'til you puke

The Wyoming Valley Riverfest is scheduled for Friday, June 21 through Sunday, June 23.

For those of you who are card-carrying members of my clan, we will be paddling on Saturday, June 22. My usual paddling partner and muckraker extraordinaire is currently on the disabled list, but is very eager to partake of this event.

You can rent a boat at www.emo444.com.




As to why I have not been posting of late, take a look around you.

Our city, county, state and Fedrule budgets are a mess, with rising debt service payments gobbling up more and more of our dwindling revenues.

What’s the Fedrule black hole now? 17 trillion? Kiss it all goodbye, kiddies.

And with the country one economic shock from collapse, our fearless “leaders” are more concerned about guns, gays and inviting the population of Mexico to our rapidly expanding welfare roles.

North Korea can point missiles at our territories, but the Govmint is worried about our rifles.

Cigarettes smokers are vilified and unfairly taxed, but more and more of our elected buffoons are advocating the legalization of cannabis.

Our out-of-wedlock birth rates are soaring, and still those elected buffoons yammer on and on about curtailing entitlement “benefits.”

We cannot afford police officers, firemen or hot patch for our potholes, but we can afford to hand over billions to Syria. So much for sequestration.

On a local note, we can build expansive and lavish riverfront amenities, but we cannot afford the upkeep.

We invested $6 million in a structurally failed eyesore, and now we cannot afford to demolish it. Doesn’t matter, it’s going to fall over on it’s own.

Wilkes-Barre is home to two daily newspapers---a rarity--but the breaking news day-in and day-out concerns a towing contractor under investigation by it‘s employer, outside agencies and a ragtag group of citizens who apparently have a ton of free time on their hands.

We have three high schools that are falling apart before our very eyes, but, you know the tired drill…we need to spend more on education. It’s for the obese children.

We have more and more people “expressing themselves“---covering their bodies with garish-looking art, piercing themselves in the most ridiculous of ways and places---yet, they come off as wholly illiterate when they try but fail to express themselves on Facebook.

Why haven’t I been posting?

Seriously, what’s the point anymore?

Rome burns while the dingle berries in D.C. and parts in between fiddle. Your opinion does not matter to the people currently destroying our country and our way of life.

I received a second letter from my father and I‘ll be sending a response later today. Honestly, I never thought I would actually have a conversation with him, so this is the bonus round at this point in my mostly squandered life.

Later

4 comments:

D.B. Echo said...

I don't remember anything about the first letter from your father. Did you mention that in an earlier post?

Mark Cour said...

Not sure, but it's all been documented on Facebook. Send a friend request.

D.B. Echo said...

Mark, I can't find you on Facebook to send you a request.

Aggie95 said...

I'm glad for ya Mark