Tuesday, January 28, 2020

Or, They Don't Have to Go Down Gracefully.


I wasn't sure whether to make this one more post for today, or two more.  But they're closely connected, so I decided on one.

My first inspiration came from a conversation I was having with a BP friend about other things.  We got to talking about our BP "problem," and the question was "why?"  My friend, who's known Tracy Truppman longer than I have, said Tracy has always been angry like this.  But no one knows why.  My friend asked me what presumed disturbance in Tracy's upbringing or background would have led to this.  We couldn't figure out, to look at it one way, what Tracy gets out of these antics.  And we kind of left it that way.

The second inspiration came from a small flurry of e-mails regarding Dan Samaria's court hearing.  It's this coming Thursday (two days from now) at 10:30 AM.  The address of the courtroom is 73 W Flagler St, room 1017.  We are all welcome to attend.  To make a long story, that's already been told, short, Dan is being sued by the Village (the name of the plaintiff is Krishan Manners, the Village manager) because, the suit alleges, Dan is a Commissioner, but he can't be a Commissioner, because he doesn't live here.  Except of course he lives here, and it's impossible to understand what is the basis for the legal action.

This really has nothing to do with Krishan Manners.  In fact, if the idea behind the suit is to remove a Commissioner who no longer lives in the municipality, our Charter (yeah, that) says it is the job of the Commission, not the Village manager, to remove him or her.  This is just Tracy Truppman, the chronically and inexplicably angry Tracy Truppman, hiding behind someone else.

Speaking of which, I'm told that Tracy has engaged two attorneys for this imagined execution.  She's got her Rebecca Rodriguez, but Rebecca is also bringing one of her friends or colleagues.  So the Village will be billed by two attorneys to do a job that has no merit and is not doable.  As I have said previously, Dan Samaria lives here.  He lives in his house, as we all live in our houses.  If, for some reason, he couldn't live in his house, he has already contracted to live somewhere else here in Biscayne Park.  If, for some reason, he couldn't live anywhere in Biscayne Park, all he would have to do is say he intends to return to living in Biscayne Park.  Either way-- he lives here in one place, he'd live here in another place, or he didn't live here temporarily, but he'd say he intends to return to living here-- he cannot be removed from the Commission.  Tracy Truppman is just angry.  Gray Robinson will do anything for money.  Krishan Manners does what Tracy tells him to do, so he can keep his job.  None of this has the remotest merit.  And the Village (that's the taxpayers, which is all of us) will be asked to pay for this moronic crusade of Tracy's.  The one that's supposed to save her from admitting she got the short end of a "checkmate."

One concern expressed by some BP residents is that if Tracy finally has to give up, and if she is removed as mayor, and if she dealt with all of this by resigning, as two of her stooges have already done, the Village would then have to pay another $16K for another special election.  I agree that's a shame, but as I have said to those who are concerned about it, considering the dramatic disruption Tracy causes, and the lack of accomplishment, and the extreme legal bills she creates, it would be well worth $16K to be rid of her.  Her non-stop chats with Rebecca Rodriguez cost us a lot more than that.






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