Wednesday, July 12, 2017

And on the Eighth Day... (Part 2)


I sat through almost four hours of this meeting.  Shortly after about half the agenda got postponed, because the time was gone, I left.  So if I can have invested that much time (three hours, 45 minutes) sitting there, you can spend a few more minutes reading about it.

On the eighth day, "god" considered all he had done the week before, decided it wasn't what he wanted it to be, and created Donald Trump and Tracy Truppman (what a cheap give-away that he used such similar names).  He respun the universe, so it would revolve around them, told the kids to "make it work" (oh, that's who Tim Gunn really is), and retired.

In the public comment portion of last night's meeting, I made what was probably a bit of a wisecrack.  (Who, me?  I know!)  I was thinking about Tracy's item 12.a, which I (mis)interpreted as a wish for more and better communication from non-Commission Village residents to the ruler(s).  I pointed out to Tracy and the bobbleheads that they get plenty of very clear communication from their neighbors.  Then, they ignore it, tell their neighbors to drop dead, and do whatever they want.  So I asked for an explanation as to what Tracy and the bobbs thought they wanted.  But I now think I was wrong.  I don't think Trace and the kids wanted to hear anything more from their neighbors.  I think they wanted a better mechanism for their neighbors to hear from them.  I guess they think that when they tell their neighbors that the neighbors' opinions don't count for anything, the neighbors would like that message to be easier to understand.  TT, et al, shouldn't worry.  We got it.

Agenda item 11.a was the trash.  Item 11.b was a proposed driveway and swale Ordinance.  And item 11.b.1 was Tracy's personal reworking of the driveway and swale Ordinance.  Tracy swept 11.b off the table.  It wasn't hers, and she had no use for it.  Whose was it, Ross's or someone's?  Yeah, well Ross don't matter.  Only Tracy matters.  And she gave us all a nice dose of it.

Tracy launched into an encompassing (and monopolizing) exposition of her driveway and swale Ordinance.  But as humble as Tracy is, she reassured us she's not "married to the language; [she's] just married to the concepts."  Hey, you give Tracy exactly what she wants, and you can call it anything you like.  So Tracy walked us through the magnificence that is her Ordinance.  And don't be concerned that she ignored the Ordinance that was sent to the Commission by the Code Review Board.  Tracy researched this matter herself.  She drove around.  She made phone calls.  Even to municipalities in Canada.  Stones left unturned by our Tracy?  No, I wouldn't think so.  And if anyone was still unconvinced, Tracy threw in some engineering terms.  Case closed, I would think.

At one point in Tracy's verbal odyssey, Roxy Ross was trying to say something, and she reminded the group that she's the "fifth Commissioner."  Really?  We have five?  We don't need five.  We have four who always vote together (the heads always bobble in unison).  But we really only need three, as Tracy pointed out on one occasion.  She and her two pet boys agreed on something.  I don't remember what it was.  Roxy Ross interrupted the steamrolling to register her disagreement.  Tracy told her it didn't matter, because she and the lads already comprised a majority.  She didn't even bother to ask what Jenny thought, because that was irrelevant, too.  It was sad, possibly even pathetic, to see Roxy having to remind the group that she's the fifth Commissioner.  She exists, too, she tried to imply.  Not for them, she doesn't.  And really, not for anything.  What's the difference between 5-0 and 4-1?

Funny enough, Tracy told us when she ascended to the throne that she was going to streamline meetings.  Starting when?  So far, they take much longer than is necessary, and much longer than they used to, because Tracy can't get enough of herself.  She did make one interesting revelation last night, though.  She figured out that now, having come to learn more about the issue, it turned out not everyone was going to be pleased.  Some would be, and others would not.  Amazing insight, Tracy.  Maybe you should have listened more when others with actual experience tried to tell you that.

Well, the question I asked-- why does Tracy want improved communication-- was in response to item 12.a,  We never got near concluding the 11 section of the Agenda.  So when it got late enough, and I'd stayed awake and listened long enough, I left.  Honestly, I wasn't expecting an answer anyway.  Of course, I wasn't expecting the nonsense spewed in this long meeting, either, so who knows?



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