If you step out your back door this afternoon, anywhere on the Westside, you will hear two desperate cries volleying through the chill air:
• There must be an immediate cessation of hostilities in Gaza, and Israel must agree to a cease-fire.
• Israel’s devastating strikes on densely populated Gaza are wildly “disproportionate.”
Don’t you find it curious that their gutless fellow Arabs are not even fractionally as concerned about the welfare of under-siege Gazans as the world’s left-wing sob sissies claim to be?
But then cheap, high-sounding liberal bravo talk has been on sale at the 99-Cent Store for years.
Perusing this morning’s story in the Los Angeles Times about Israel’s devastating weekend airstrikes against the Arab terrorists who hold the Gaza Strip by the throat, I wondered how I would react to the conflict if I were a good Christian farmer from Wichita.
Being conscientious, I have been tracking the bitter winter weather and its effect on my livestock far more closely than I have been following the constant sparring in the remote, confusing Middle East. Nobody here in Kansas seems to know who is good and who is bad anyway.
Since it is very American to choose sides, even when you only are vaguely acquainted with the players, I, a fair-minded farmer, would be dead stumped.
A sensible scold’s work never seems to diminish.
With the cry of bigotry from last night in Council Chambers still ringing in my ears, the Va-Va-Va-Va-Victim Train has stutter-stepped down the tracks and added still another chap who suffers from a caboose mentality.
Our little village never will be mistaken for a first-rate newspaper town. Hasn’t been since the ‘50s.
You could learn more from the supposedly unsophisticated media in Elko or Tucson.
This has been a lonely and disappointing week for the huge audience of the departed KABC radio drive-time talk show host Larry Elder, the first time in 15 years the Sage from South Central has been off the air in his hometown.
A disturbing populist culture is gripping the City Council at the throat, and the debilitating attitude may harm the natural growth chances of a revived community that is struggling to break free of its old-time stodgy image.
After watching Vice Mayor Gary Silbiger unsuccessfully try to maneuver a clear-cut vote on a development project at last night’s City Council meeting into an unnecessary mediation session, former Councilman Steve Rose disgustedly shook his head.
A disingenuous debater almost always commits an error that undermines his protestations of reasoned impartiality and simultaneously exposes an off-stage agenda.
Since the day he took office 5 1/2 years ago, I have defended nearly every burp by City Manager Jerry Fulwood as ardently as if we were related.
For two reasons:
For almost each one of the 275 weeks Mr. Fulwood has been in charge of City Hall, some red-faced yahoo on the City Council has gone after him with a rhetorical gun in one hand and a fork in the other.
