Wednesday, June 29
Please, go ahead, help yourselves
My e-mailbox has been filled with requests to use, publish, and distribute the "Teens, let them eat Prozac" post. If I wish to stay employed, (and with a mortgage, I kind of do) I simply can't let my identity be known. However, please feel free to use the post any way you like - as long as your objectives are pure. I promise I won't sue, and that will have to suffice.
Lie of the week: "We would like to thank you for your past support."
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Has anyone else received telemarketing calls from charities where the caller states, "We at such and such organization would like to thank you for your past support, and we were wondering if we could once again count on your generosity as we continue our search to find the cure for such and such?"
The problem: You're not sure you've ever heard of the particular charity, let alone remember donating to them.
In the last couple of weeks I have received such calls from Big Brothers/Big Sisters, the Fire Fighters Benevolent Fund, The Leukemia Society and the Optimist Club. These may all be good, worthwhile causes. However, I have never given money to any of them.
Don't get me wrong. I have my soft spots and causes. I'm forbidden from watching late night T.V. because we simply can't afford to sponsor yet another child in Indonesia or Africa. Those infomercials always get to me... The orphans, with no clean water, little food, huge emaciated eyes, distended belly, and flies gathering.... Just a second, gotta go call Save The Children.
Okay, Back now.
I'm convinced there is a bit of a scam going on here. These cold calling charities are attempting to make you feel obligated to give money based on past support - that never existed. Essentially they are saying, "You've already proven you are kind and generous, do you want to prove otherwise?" They are counting on both your generosity and your addle brain. It's not only dishonest but insulting. As a rule, I never give money solicited over the phone. I don't know if the person on the other end is in a dank boiler room collecting a commission on each donation, or a real volunteer.
I doubt this type of call/approach is illegal, (although I am on the National Do Not Call List) but it sure is disappointing to see charities employ such a slimy tactic. Why should I trust them with my money to help the less fortunate when they lie so easily?
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Has anyone else received telemarketing calls from charities where the caller states, "We at such and such organization would like to thank you for your past support, and we were wondering if we could once again count on your generosity as we continue our search to find the cure for such and such?"
The problem: You're not sure you've ever heard of the particular charity, let alone remember donating to them.
In the last couple of weeks I have received such calls from Big Brothers/Big Sisters, the Fire Fighters Benevolent Fund, The Leukemia Society and the Optimist Club. These may all be good, worthwhile causes. However, I have never given money to any of them.
Don't get me wrong. I have my soft spots and causes. I'm forbidden from watching late night T.V. because we simply can't afford to sponsor yet another child in Indonesia or Africa. Those infomercials always get to me... The orphans, with no clean water, little food, huge emaciated eyes, distended belly, and flies gathering.... Just a second, gotta go call Save The Children.
Okay, Back now.
I'm convinced there is a bit of a scam going on here. These cold calling charities are attempting to make you feel obligated to give money based on past support - that never existed. Essentially they are saying, "You've already proven you are kind and generous, do you want to prove otherwise?" They are counting on both your generosity and your addle brain. It's not only dishonest but insulting. As a rule, I never give money solicited over the phone. I don't know if the person on the other end is in a dank boiler room collecting a commission on each donation, or a real volunteer.
I doubt this type of call/approach is illegal, (although I am on the National Do Not Call List) but it sure is disappointing to see charities employ such a slimy tactic. Why should I trust them with my money to help the less fortunate when they lie so easily?
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Sunday, June 26
Teens: Let them eat prozac.
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I spent the weekend haunted by the death of someone I never knew. The obituary listings last Friday included a story of a young woman, a teenager, who committed suicide. She was stunningly beautiful. Her list of causes and activities would lead one to believe she certainly had a life worth living. The article didn't report why she killed herself. She and her family are entitled to their privacy. I can't help but wonder what horrible pain made her feel that death would be a comfort. No doubt, the devil has a name and it is clinical depression. Depression to a teenager, I know from personal experience, seems like a never ending spiral downward. Society is woeful in addressing teen depression. Most kids will have to endure meaningless and insulting platitudes as, "This will pass, no one has to be a kid forever, it gets better."
What kind of therapist would be able to make a living if s/he told his patients, "Ah, chill out, in four years or so, you'll be happy."
Adults say these things because there are no easy answers. The type of cruelty that kids and teens hurl at each other would never be permitted in adult society. That's why God made lawsuits. Adults don't have to put up with harassment, sexual or otherwise, and there are attorneys anxiously awaiting your call if you want proof. If you don't want to pursue legal action, you have the right to update your resume and seek other employment. Yet, our kids are fodder and defenseless for all types of abuse. It isn't surprising that useless platitudes do little to soothe them. Moreover, given their experience, why should they believe life will get better?
My childhood was abusive and extremely lonely. Based on my life experience, it seemed perfectly reasonable that life would continue to, well, suck. I pinned hope on the moment I was released from the hell known as high school and could leave home. I got as far away as Greyhound could get me. A good decision. What I didn't know is that I had signed on for a life of poverty. Poverty was certainly easier to endure than my childhood, but incredibly stressful. I didn't have any reason to believe the gods were going to suddenly embrace me and make living worthwhile. If fate was willing to let an innocent kid suffer, why would fate be any friendlier to an adult?
I remember talking to my best friend one night long distance, "You know Cathy, I'm gonna give this life thing until I'm 21, and then that's it. I've given it a fair shot." At the time I was 19. I wasn't particularly upset, it seemed like a very logical statement.
Cathy's reply to me, "No Pol, our babies are going to play together!"
Flash forward sixteen long years later... I have everything I ever asked for. Marriage, family, wonderful friends, a comfy income, nice home, a purposeful and interesting life. None of these things seemed remotely possible when I was sixteen and my complexion resembled road kill.
As an adult you possess both the right and power to change your life. Of course, power given too young is a dangerous thing, but being absolutely powerless is a recipe for depression. If I had a teenager, I hope I could give him or her as much control over their lives as they could handle. As long as they are responsible, and their grades are good, does it really matter if they make their bed everyday or dye their hair blue? (Hint to any power seeking teen out there... Try anonymous blogging, it's a great way to relieve angst!)
Heartbreak is especially painful as a teen. Any parent who believes a teen can't fall in love -true, real, and important love- is a fool. Those who toss out, "There are more fish in the sea" or, "You'll get over it" are courting disaster. Anyone who utters anything about hormones or puppy love outta be smacked. I hope I would be able to look my teenager in the eye and say, "I know you really, truly love John/Joan. I can see you are in pain. What I can do?" As a teenager you don't know for a fact that you will ever fall in love again, making the loss even more unbearable. Most adults who divorce fall in love again, but that doesn't make the divorce a less painful or traumatic event.
Society is in the dark ages regarding depression. If you are diabetic, few people think less of you for injecting insulin. Your body doesn't make enough, medication is necessary. During depression the brain fails to produce enough of the right neurotransmitters that make life worth living. Yet, these sufferers are often made to feel inferior if they seek therapy or antidepressants.
In the course of a meaningful life everyone will experience deep, profound sadness and loss. Like back pain, all humans will likely suffer from clinical depression at one time or another. The strong, smart, mature, and powerful will seek out help. True friends, a loving family, and an educated society will gladly give it.
To any suffering teenager out there, it does get better, I promise. A crappy score on the ACTs, flunking a semester of college, an unexpected pregnancy, parents who don't (and never will) "get it", or losing who you thought was the love of your life are all survivable.
At some point your life will become your very own.
Expedite the transition by getting help.
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I spent the weekend haunted by the death of someone I never knew. The obituary listings last Friday included a story of a young woman, a teenager, who committed suicide. She was stunningly beautiful. Her list of causes and activities would lead one to believe she certainly had a life worth living. The article didn't report why she killed herself. She and her family are entitled to their privacy. I can't help but wonder what horrible pain made her feel that death would be a comfort. No doubt, the devil has a name and it is clinical depression. Depression to a teenager, I know from personal experience, seems like a never ending spiral downward. Society is woeful in addressing teen depression. Most kids will have to endure meaningless and insulting platitudes as, "This will pass, no one has to be a kid forever, it gets better."
What kind of therapist would be able to make a living if s/he told his patients, "Ah, chill out, in four years or so, you'll be happy."
Adults say these things because there are no easy answers. The type of cruelty that kids and teens hurl at each other would never be permitted in adult society. That's why God made lawsuits. Adults don't have to put up with harassment, sexual or otherwise, and there are attorneys anxiously awaiting your call if you want proof. If you don't want to pursue legal action, you have the right to update your resume and seek other employment. Yet, our kids are fodder and defenseless for all types of abuse. It isn't surprising that useless platitudes do little to soothe them. Moreover, given their experience, why should they believe life will get better?
My childhood was abusive and extremely lonely. Based on my life experience, it seemed perfectly reasonable that life would continue to, well, suck. I pinned hope on the moment I was released from the hell known as high school and could leave home. I got as far away as Greyhound could get me. A good decision. What I didn't know is that I had signed on for a life of poverty. Poverty was certainly easier to endure than my childhood, but incredibly stressful. I didn't have any reason to believe the gods were going to suddenly embrace me and make living worthwhile. If fate was willing to let an innocent kid suffer, why would fate be any friendlier to an adult?
I remember talking to my best friend one night long distance, "You know Cathy, I'm gonna give this life thing until I'm 21, and then that's it. I've given it a fair shot." At the time I was 19. I wasn't particularly upset, it seemed like a very logical statement.
Cathy's reply to me, "No Pol, our babies are going to play together!"
Flash forward sixteen long years later... I have everything I ever asked for. Marriage, family, wonderful friends, a comfy income, nice home, a purposeful and interesting life. None of these things seemed remotely possible when I was sixteen and my complexion resembled road kill.
As an adult you possess both the right and power to change your life. Of course, power given too young is a dangerous thing, but being absolutely powerless is a recipe for depression. If I had a teenager, I hope I could give him or her as much control over their lives as they could handle. As long as they are responsible, and their grades are good, does it really matter if they make their bed everyday or dye their hair blue? (Hint to any power seeking teen out there... Try anonymous blogging, it's a great way to relieve angst!)
Heartbreak is especially painful as a teen. Any parent who believes a teen can't fall in love -true, real, and important love- is a fool. Those who toss out, "There are more fish in the sea" or, "You'll get over it" are courting disaster. Anyone who utters anything about hormones or puppy love outta be smacked. I hope I would be able to look my teenager in the eye and say, "I know you really, truly love John/Joan. I can see you are in pain. What I can do?" As a teenager you don't know for a fact that you will ever fall in love again, making the loss even more unbearable. Most adults who divorce fall in love again, but that doesn't make the divorce a less painful or traumatic event.
Society is in the dark ages regarding depression. If you are diabetic, few people think less of you for injecting insulin. Your body doesn't make enough, medication is necessary. During depression the brain fails to produce enough of the right neurotransmitters that make life worth living. Yet, these sufferers are often made to feel inferior if they seek therapy or antidepressants.
In the course of a meaningful life everyone will experience deep, profound sadness and loss. Like back pain, all humans will likely suffer from clinical depression at one time or another. The strong, smart, mature, and powerful will seek out help. True friends, a loving family, and an educated society will gladly give it.
To any suffering teenager out there, it does get better, I promise. A crappy score on the ACTs, flunking a semester of college, an unexpected pregnancy, parents who don't (and never will) "get it", or losing who you thought was the love of your life are all survivable.
At some point your life will become your very own.
Expedite the transition by getting help.
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Thursday, June 23
Wide Lawns, Narrow Minds
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I returned from Denver Monday. I was shocked as to how Denver differed from the picture I had created in my minds eye. I envisioned a pretty city, complete with crisp mountain air and architecture that complimented the natural habitat. Boy, was I naive. Denver is an ugly, wasteful town. Don't get me wrong, the people were nice enough, but as far as conservation/environmentalism goes, these folks are as behind the times as you can get.
There is a serious air pollution problem in Denver. The local weather reports include a daily "brown cloud" rating. During my stay young children, those who suffer from asthma, and the eldery were told to stay indoors because the pollution was so bad. A program does exist to reduce the amount that people drive in order to reduce harmful emissions. On certain days those with a particular license plate number -say those ending in with an odd digit- are asked to refrain from driving and carpool or lower themselves to using public transportation instead. It is a voluntary program that is largely ignored.
There has been a housing boom in the last few years and the architecture can only be described as regrettable. I admit, I envisioned log cabins. In reality, Denver and the surrounding suburbs have about three or four different houses... Repeated four million times over.
Denver is essentially located in a desert. Therefore it suffers from a perpetual drought. Anything green, other than pine trees, likely survives only because water is pumped in. Residents are asked to water their impractical yet expansive lawns only on certain days. Watering days are determined by house number. One only need to check the newspaper to see whose turn it is to water. In theory the program is mandatory, but it too is largely ignored. Denverites have huge lawns that they water daily, even at high noon, when the water will not to penetrate the soil, but evaporate into the hot, dry, high altitude air. Automatic sprinkler systems are the norm, and aim is far from precise. I've never seen so many sidewalks get a good soak. I asked a resident why they watered this way during a drought and was told, "The homeowner's association will fine me if my grass dies."
I smiled as our airplane approached Peoria. Most of the lawns are a sad shade of light brown. I didn't need to read the front page of the Journal Star to know we are in the midst of a moderate drought. There is no panic, only common sense. Water is precious and expensive. Lawns are ornamental. Midwesterners will not waste. We are frugal. Many of us are only a generation or two off the farm. There is no need for a program to restrict water usage. We already get it. We know the difference between a want and need. (Well, at least those of us who don't live in Weaver Ridge.) My trip from the airport occurred in the early evening. I didn't witness a single sprinkler in use.
It is very, very good to be home.
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I returned from Denver Monday. I was shocked as to how Denver differed from the picture I had created in my minds eye. I envisioned a pretty city, complete with crisp mountain air and architecture that complimented the natural habitat. Boy, was I naive. Denver is an ugly, wasteful town. Don't get me wrong, the people were nice enough, but as far as conservation/environmentalism goes, these folks are as behind the times as you can get.
There is a serious air pollution problem in Denver. The local weather reports include a daily "brown cloud" rating. During my stay young children, those who suffer from asthma, and the eldery were told to stay indoors because the pollution was so bad. A program does exist to reduce the amount that people drive in order to reduce harmful emissions. On certain days those with a particular license plate number -say those ending in with an odd digit- are asked to refrain from driving and carpool or lower themselves to using public transportation instead. It is a voluntary program that is largely ignored.
There has been a housing boom in the last few years and the architecture can only be described as regrettable. I admit, I envisioned log cabins. In reality, Denver and the surrounding suburbs have about three or four different houses... Repeated four million times over.
Denver is essentially located in a desert. Therefore it suffers from a perpetual drought. Anything green, other than pine trees, likely survives only because water is pumped in. Residents are asked to water their impractical yet expansive lawns only on certain days. Watering days are determined by house number. One only need to check the newspaper to see whose turn it is to water. In theory the program is mandatory, but it too is largely ignored. Denverites have huge lawns that they water daily, even at high noon, when the water will not to penetrate the soil, but evaporate into the hot, dry, high altitude air. Automatic sprinkler systems are the norm, and aim is far from precise. I've never seen so many sidewalks get a good soak. I asked a resident why they watered this way during a drought and was told, "The homeowner's association will fine me if my grass dies."
I smiled as our airplane approached Peoria. Most of the lawns are a sad shade of light brown. I didn't need to read the front page of the Journal Star to know we are in the midst of a moderate drought. There is no panic, only common sense. Water is precious and expensive. Lawns are ornamental. Midwesterners will not waste. We are frugal. Many of us are only a generation or two off the farm. There is no need for a program to restrict water usage. We already get it. We know the difference between a want and need. (Well, at least those of us who don't live in Weaver Ridge.) My trip from the airport occurred in the early evening. I didn't witness a single sprinkler in use.
It is very, very good to be home.
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Wednesday, June 22
Want diversity? (Wink. Wink. Nudge. Nudge.) Jacob says, "Head North!"
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I enjoyed watching the repeat of last night's council meeting on Channel 22 this afternoon. Better entertainment than Desperate Housewives, by a long shot. It was the first time in quite awhile I felt cable was worth having.
Baby Boy Aaron Schock gave a well rehearsed and glowing speech about the State Budget. Huh, I thought that the Journal Star reported that he voted against it?
I wish I could have been there in person, I'm sure the heated exchange between Sandberg and Oliver regarding basketball hoops was electrifying. This stupid debate over kids playing basketball in the street and whether yet another ordinance against it is called for sucked up more time than any other issue. Sandberg and Oliver took caddy, verbal swipes at each other until Daddy, I mean Mayor, Ardis reigned them in.
However, my favorite part was the swearing in of Jacob. He looked to have had a few before the meeting. He stumbled through his promise to up hold the constitution, etc. The poor guy actually stuttered through his own name! Maybe he was nervous. Even better was his acceptance speech, which amounted to a sad string of over used cliches. Jacob had the nerve to say that Peoria was a great community because of its diversity. Diversity. Yeah, right. The guy lives as far north in Peoria as one can get. People don't live in literal spitting distance of Dunlap for diversity, George, and we all know it. I felt a bit bad for Jacob, and I'm gonna try to lay off him a bit after this post because he doesn't seem, well, particularly smart. I think this may be - to a large degree - why he was chosen. I suspect he will be Ardis' and Spears' well connected lackey. In the congratulatory speeches Turner said that he had been friends with Jacob for over ten years. Spears actually held Jacob's son on his lap at his seat in the horseshoe in a manner nothing short of odd. Oh, and of course, Sen. Shadid was there, beaming away. So, allow me to recap the Who's Who of Jacob's Good Old Boys Club:
Rep. Leitch
Sen. Shadid
Tim Elder, Board Chairman of the Peoria Area Chamber of Commerce
Tim Elder, Director of Public Affairs at Caterpillar
Bill Spears, Fourth District Councilman and BROTHER IN LAW (Who didn't abstain from voting for him by the way.)
But I'm sure the Council and Ardis are right. Despite being given his business by Daddy and doing nothing more for the community than writing checks (coaching your own kids hockey team doesn't count), I'm sure Jacob is an outstanding guy and will be a wonderful and effective addition to the council.
He began his first session by abstaining on a liquor vote.
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I enjoyed watching the repeat of last night's council meeting on Channel 22 this afternoon. Better entertainment than Desperate Housewives, by a long shot. It was the first time in quite awhile I felt cable was worth having.
Baby Boy Aaron Schock gave a well rehearsed and glowing speech about the State Budget. Huh, I thought that the Journal Star reported that he voted against it?
I wish I could have been there in person, I'm sure the heated exchange between Sandberg and Oliver regarding basketball hoops was electrifying. This stupid debate over kids playing basketball in the street and whether yet another ordinance against it is called for sucked up more time than any other issue. Sandberg and Oliver took caddy, verbal swipes at each other until Daddy, I mean Mayor, Ardis reigned them in.
However, my favorite part was the swearing in of Jacob. He looked to have had a few before the meeting. He stumbled through his promise to up hold the constitution, etc. The poor guy actually stuttered through his own name! Maybe he was nervous. Even better was his acceptance speech, which amounted to a sad string of over used cliches. Jacob had the nerve to say that Peoria was a great community because of its diversity. Diversity. Yeah, right. The guy lives as far north in Peoria as one can get. People don't live in literal spitting distance of Dunlap for diversity, George, and we all know it. I felt a bit bad for Jacob, and I'm gonna try to lay off him a bit after this post because he doesn't seem, well, particularly smart. I think this may be - to a large degree - why he was chosen. I suspect he will be Ardis' and Spears' well connected lackey. In the congratulatory speeches Turner said that he had been friends with Jacob for over ten years. Spears actually held Jacob's son on his lap at his seat in the horseshoe in a manner nothing short of odd. Oh, and of course, Sen. Shadid was there, beaming away. So, allow me to recap the Who's Who of Jacob's Good Old Boys Club:
Rep. Leitch
Sen. Shadid
Tim Elder, Board Chairman of the Peoria Area Chamber of Commerce
Tim Elder, Director of Public Affairs at Caterpillar
Bill Spears, Fourth District Councilman and BROTHER IN LAW (Who didn't abstain from voting for him by the way.)
But I'm sure the Council and Ardis are right. Despite being given his business by Daddy and doing nothing more for the community than writing checks (coaching your own kids hockey team doesn't count), I'm sure Jacob is an outstanding guy and will be a wonderful and effective addition to the council.
He began his first session by abstaining on a liquor vote.
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Monday, June 20
Father, I mean, Manning Knows Best. What will it cost to prove the voters wrong?
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I want to send a sincere, non sarcastic, "thank you" to councilman Bob Manning who has volunteered to voyage into Illinois American's books to see if we are making a huge mistake by not spending a bunch of more money we don't have to possibly buy the water company voters don't want. Councilman Grayeb thinks we are "allergic to money." Chuck, perhaps 82% of voters have philosophical opposition to buying a private company that you - and the rest of the council - should respect.
For the price of a tank of gas, a cheap hotel, and a food allowance, we will find out once and for all whether or not the Council is foolish to not buy the water company that the voters don't want to own. Hey Bob, there has been a lot controversy involving the travel of politicians these days. My advice: bring a tuna fish sandwich and sleep in your car.
Bill Dennis of the Peoria Pundit points out that Manning's experience as a financial guru/C.P.A. is already paying off. Funny, I thought we employed a professional staff for just this sort of thing. The City of Peoria Finance Department has a yearly budget of $1,357,932.00. $751,234 of that goes to pay personnel. Another $415,659 of that goes to employee benefits. So you would think the city would have a C.P.A. or two qualified to look at Illinois American's books.
Ah... yes, we do! His name is James R. Scroggins, C.P.A., Finance Director and Comtroller extraordinaire for the City of Peoria. Mr. Scroggins prepares the annual budget for the City, which is not a line item budget, despite Council's repeated requests for one. We have at least one more C.P.A. on staff, Mr. Charles R. Oliver, who the citizens of Peoria pay over a hundred grand every year. The whole idea behind having a professional staff is that employed but non voting professionals are more likely to study data and present objective findings to the Council. This also explains why we pay consultants to do common sense thinking for the council as well.
I admire Manning's resolve, but I will question the results. Manning has gone on record as saying that the water company would be a good thing for Peoria, if we can afford it.
"Affordable" in this modern era is subjective, to say the least.
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I want to send a sincere, non sarcastic, "thank you" to councilman Bob Manning who has volunteered to voyage into Illinois American's books to see if we are making a huge mistake by not spending a bunch of more money we don't have to possibly buy the water company voters don't want. Councilman Grayeb thinks we are "allergic to money." Chuck, perhaps 82% of voters have philosophical opposition to buying a private company that you - and the rest of the council - should respect.
For the price of a tank of gas, a cheap hotel, and a food allowance, we will find out once and for all whether or not the Council is foolish to not buy the water company that the voters don't want to own. Hey Bob, there has been a lot controversy involving the travel of politicians these days. My advice: bring a tuna fish sandwich and sleep in your car.
Bill Dennis of the Peoria Pundit points out that Manning's experience as a financial guru/C.P.A. is already paying off. Funny, I thought we employed a professional staff for just this sort of thing. The City of Peoria Finance Department has a yearly budget of $1,357,932.00. $751,234 of that goes to pay personnel. Another $415,659 of that goes to employee benefits. So you would think the city would have a C.P.A. or two qualified to look at Illinois American's books.
Ah... yes, we do! His name is James R. Scroggins, C.P.A., Finance Director and Comtroller extraordinaire for the City of Peoria. Mr. Scroggins prepares the annual budget for the City, which is not a line item budget, despite Council's repeated requests for one. We have at least one more C.P.A. on staff, Mr. Charles R. Oliver, who the citizens of Peoria pay over a hundred grand every year. The whole idea behind having a professional staff is that employed but non voting professionals are more likely to study data and present objective findings to the Council. This also explains why we pay consultants to do common sense thinking for the council as well.
I admire Manning's resolve, but I will question the results. Manning has gone on record as saying that the water company would be a good thing for Peoria, if we can afford it.
"Affordable" in this modern era is subjective, to say the least.
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Yoo Hoo... Oh Willy...
It's been 12 days without a post from my favorite blogger, Willy Nilly, and I'm going through withdrawal. If anyone knows this guy (gal?) please tell him/her that detox is painful and I'm getting the shakes.
Sunday, June 19
Hat Tip to C.J. Summers
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If you haven't already, please check out the Summer's in Peoria blog. His entry regarding White Middle School is priceless. C.J. poetically reveals the lack of logic that dominates the school board - and every local governing body in the City for that matter.
Lets see. District 150, currently $19 million in the hole, wants to tear down White Middle School, build a new school on the same site, and meanwhile close a bunch of other schools to save money.
While we are at it, lets send each student to school in his/her own limo.
Speaking of Dist. 150, it pains me to admit the Peoria Journal Star did a damn fine editorial Sunday on the District's screwed up finances. A cold blast from hell followed as Mike Bailey wrote a great column regarding District 150's financial stupidity. I about fell over when I found out how much 150 pays Terry Knapp, the president of the Teachers Union. Don't worry, our taxes don't pay his union salary. Nah, even better, they pay him NOT to teach.
I really think this town is run by the mob.
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If you haven't already, please check out the Summer's in Peoria blog. His entry regarding White Middle School is priceless. C.J. poetically reveals the lack of logic that dominates the school board - and every local governing body in the City for that matter.
Lets see. District 150, currently $19 million in the hole, wants to tear down White Middle School, build a new school on the same site, and meanwhile close a bunch of other schools to save money.
While we are at it, lets send each student to school in his/her own limo.
Speaking of Dist. 150, it pains me to admit the Peoria Journal Star did a damn fine editorial Sunday on the District's screwed up finances. A cold blast from hell followed as Mike Bailey wrote a great column regarding District 150's financial stupidity. I about fell over when I found out how much 150 pays Terry Knapp, the president of the Teachers Union. Don't worry, our taxes don't pay his union salary. Nah, even better, they pay him NOT to teach.
I really think this town is run by the mob.
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Silverthorn for City Council
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Why is it that no one cries "Foul!" in this town over conflicts of interest? Okay, the JP Star did, regarding Mayor Ardis' brother being the president of the Fire Fighters Union. However, since the Council doesn't negotiate the firefighters contract, it is done by binding arbitration, the conflict - if it exists at all - is a minor one.
I know I continue to whine about Jacob's numerous conflicts of interest, but other than Sandberg, I'm alone whining in the wind - but having a great time doing it.
I read the JP Star Article today regarding the Civic Center expansion. The City has taken out $63 million in municipal bonds which will be paid for by hotel, restaurant and amusement taxes. This means every time you buy a Big Mac or a movie ticket, grab your ankles, you're about to get spanked. I'm so glad my taxes will be going to fund a new clubhouse and VIP area most of us will never be able to get near. Try to sneak in sometime. You will learn that your tax dollars, not Civic Center revenues, pay for security. Security is handled by the Peoria Police Department.
The Journal Star article simply served to remind us that we are paying to further expand a butt ugly, Nazi inspired, Civic Center complete with a leaking arcade and a cramped theater. The arcade will be repaired at great expense. The theater will continue to suck.
There was one nugget of information that had previously escaped my attention.
Dan Silverthorn is the Chairman of the Civic Center Commission and the Chair of the Redevelopment Committee. Dan Silverthorn is also the paid Executive Director of the West Illinois Builders and Construction Trades Council. This means Silverthorn is the paid spokesman for all AFL-CIO builder and construction members. Surprise! Silverthorn is as giddy as a little girl that Civic Center expansion bids have been doled out to local companies, as well he should be. He is paid to sing their praises. Does anyone else see the obvious conflict of interest of Silverthorn serving on either, let alone both of these committees/commissions? Of course Silverthorn is going to recommend and push expansion. Of course he is going to push for certain union companies, not necessarily the lowest bidders. That is what the man is PAID to do. I assume that Silverthorn was appointed by Ran$burg, but Ardis should be taking a closer look at who is serving on committees and commissions. The Council is under no obligation to vote their recommendations, but they most often do.
It is rumored that Silverthorn will soon be seeking public office. He may try for a County Board seat or he may even make a run against Aaron Schock. Dan, let me be the first to attempt to sway you to make run in '07 for a City Council At-large seat. You would be the perfect addition to the fraternity well underway. Spears, fellow democrat and a plumber will welcome you with open arms and serve as your big brother. Jacob has the keg in the closet. What more could you ask for?
As the Med-Tech "District" struggles to make a move from fictional wet dream to reality, (Hey People! We have a vacant lot AND a check from Blago!!!) Dan Siverthorn would be just the guy to sway the Council to start building with money we don't have, for buildings no one really wants, built by the most expensive labor possible. So pathetic you know it will happen.
SILVERTHORN IN '07!!!
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Why is it that no one cries "Foul!" in this town over conflicts of interest? Okay, the JP Star did, regarding Mayor Ardis' brother being the president of the Fire Fighters Union. However, since the Council doesn't negotiate the firefighters contract, it is done by binding arbitration, the conflict - if it exists at all - is a minor one.
I know I continue to whine about Jacob's numerous conflicts of interest, but other than Sandberg, I'm alone whining in the wind - but having a great time doing it.
I read the JP Star Article today regarding the Civic Center expansion. The City has taken out $63 million in municipal bonds which will be paid for by hotel, restaurant and amusement taxes. This means every time you buy a Big Mac or a movie ticket, grab your ankles, you're about to get spanked. I'm so glad my taxes will be going to fund a new clubhouse and VIP area most of us will never be able to get near. Try to sneak in sometime. You will learn that your tax dollars, not Civic Center revenues, pay for security. Security is handled by the Peoria Police Department.
The Journal Star article simply served to remind us that we are paying to further expand a butt ugly, Nazi inspired, Civic Center complete with a leaking arcade and a cramped theater. The arcade will be repaired at great expense. The theater will continue to suck.
There was one nugget of information that had previously escaped my attention.
Dan Silverthorn is the Chairman of the Civic Center Commission and the Chair of the Redevelopment Committee. Dan Silverthorn is also the paid Executive Director of the West Illinois Builders and Construction Trades Council. This means Silverthorn is the paid spokesman for all AFL-CIO builder and construction members. Surprise! Silverthorn is as giddy as a little girl that Civic Center expansion bids have been doled out to local companies, as well he should be. He is paid to sing their praises. Does anyone else see the obvious conflict of interest of Silverthorn serving on either, let alone both of these committees/commissions? Of course Silverthorn is going to recommend and push expansion. Of course he is going to push for certain union companies, not necessarily the lowest bidders. That is what the man is PAID to do. I assume that Silverthorn was appointed by Ran$burg, but Ardis should be taking a closer look at who is serving on committees and commissions. The Council is under no obligation to vote their recommendations, but they most often do.
It is rumored that Silverthorn will soon be seeking public office. He may try for a County Board seat or he may even make a run against Aaron Schock. Dan, let me be the first to attempt to sway you to make run in '07 for a City Council At-large seat. You would be the perfect addition to the fraternity well underway. Spears, fellow democrat and a plumber will welcome you with open arms and serve as your big brother. Jacob has the keg in the closet. What more could you ask for?
As the Med-Tech "District" struggles to make a move from fictional wet dream to reality, (Hey People! We have a vacant lot AND a check from Blago!!!) Dan Siverthorn would be just the guy to sway the Council to start building with money we don't have, for buildings no one really wants, built by the most expensive labor possible. So pathetic you know it will happen.
SILVERTHORN IN '07!!!
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That Burp You Smell is Just the Swearing In Ceremony
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I've been told that CAT controls everything in Peoria, so I had to chuckle upon reading the PJ Star editorials yesterday. A letter to the editor to voice support and congratulations to City Council's soon to be newest member, George Jacob, was written by Tim Elder, Board Chairman of the Peoria Area Chamber of Commerce. Elder neglected to mention that he is also Director of Corporate Public Affairs for Caterpillar.
Several candidates were not chosen probably because the Chamber recommended them. Remember, the Chamber of Commerce gave its support to Ran$burg and tons of money to both Teplitz and Thetford in the last election. The Chamber is largely viewed as supporting BIG business and developers first, not your average small business owner. It is the Peoria AREA Chamber of Commerce after all, meaning many of its most powerful can't even vote here, yet they continue to manipulate politicians to their liking. Guess who the driving force behind the $63 million dollar Civic Center expansion and especially the water company buyout? Yup. Peoria AREA Chamber of Commerce.
There is no mystery here. The Peoria AREA Chamber of Commerce is simply slapping its sleazy hand on the back of one of its own. It is perplexing as to why the City Council embraced Jacob after the Chamber turned its back on Manning, Van Auken, and Ardis in the last election. My guess is that CAT made its preference known and came up with a pick that the new council could swallow. I wonder if Elder made any calls to Leitch or Shadid on CAT's/Jacob's behalf.
All that is needed now is a strong link between Jacob and Firefighters Local 50 and every last piece of the puzzle will fall into place.
Jacob will be sworn in at the Council Meeting this Tuesday. Rather, it's pledge night at the only frat house in town suffering from a mid-life crisis: City Hall.
Golly, who will supply the keg?
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I've been told that CAT controls everything in Peoria, so I had to chuckle upon reading the PJ Star editorials yesterday. A letter to the editor to voice support and congratulations to City Council's soon to be newest member, George Jacob, was written by Tim Elder, Board Chairman of the Peoria Area Chamber of Commerce. Elder neglected to mention that he is also Director of Corporate Public Affairs for Caterpillar.
Several candidates were not chosen probably because the Chamber recommended them. Remember, the Chamber of Commerce gave its support to Ran$burg and tons of money to both Teplitz and Thetford in the last election. The Chamber is largely viewed as supporting BIG business and developers first, not your average small business owner. It is the Peoria AREA Chamber of Commerce after all, meaning many of its most powerful can't even vote here, yet they continue to manipulate politicians to their liking. Guess who the driving force behind the $63 million dollar Civic Center expansion and especially the water company buyout? Yup. Peoria AREA Chamber of Commerce.
There is no mystery here. The Peoria AREA Chamber of Commerce is simply slapping its sleazy hand on the back of one of its own. It is perplexing as to why the City Council embraced Jacob after the Chamber turned its back on Manning, Van Auken, and Ardis in the last election. My guess is that CAT made its preference known and came up with a pick that the new council could swallow. I wonder if Elder made any calls to Leitch or Shadid on CAT's/Jacob's behalf.
All that is needed now is a strong link between Jacob and Firefighters Local 50 and every last piece of the puzzle will fall into place.
Jacob will be sworn in at the Council Meeting this Tuesday. Rather, it's pledge night at the only frat house in town suffering from a mid-life crisis: City Hall.
Golly, who will supply the keg?
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