Let the pain begin.
Stinging layoffs at City Hall are about to be announced in this third week after the State Supreme Court killed Redevelopment Agencies.
I hope the layoff victims are distraught enough to pursue action against — and meaningful change in — the government of lying legislators in Sacramento. We are talking about blue-ribbon professionals. Not rum-dum grammatically gross Democrats.
From their government service, they know that lying is lauded and candor is discouraged in Sacramento, a cozy nest of arrogant buzzards routinely ignored by 37 million residents of California.
We regular people read the newspapers, mutter “Tsk, tsk,” and then go back to watching a television reality show. The shameful attitude is, let the children in Sacramento play with their blocks.
It means nothing to liberal voters when they read a headline like this that appeared last Thursday morning:
“Brown: ‘We’re Broke but Must Spend More.’
“Phrases like ‘hold the line,’ ‘tough cuts,’ punctuate calls for billions more in spending.”
Blind, angry ideologues — the blacks, Jews, Hispanics and illegals who form the slovenly heart of the Democrat Party — vote into office the childless Gov. Flat Tire to save California’s massively failing schools. How’s that working out, kids? It is so tempting to say you deserve what we got. If only you cared as much for your children as you do for your far left philosophy.
Where is the outcry from the people over the legislative rape being committed in Sacramento?
Thousands of workers are on the verge of being thrown out of their jobs because a horde of lazy legislators mindlessly voted Redevelopment Agencies out of business.
Pushback passion is unheard of in Sacramento.
These unaccountable boobs slide through their three two-year terms in the Assembly and two four-year terms in the Senate, and then skate seamlessly on to their next cushy jobs.
Take Karen (I Know I Haven’t Done Anything, but I Am So Darned Personable) Bass. She is a beaut. She spent, as opposed to worked, six years in the Assembly.
Your Turn, My Turn, Your Turn
By pre-arrangement— wildly unrelated to merit — she was promoted to Speaker of the Assembly her final two years. Feminist girls up and down the state who don’t read the newspapers giddily celebrated Ms. Bass’s magnificent non-achievement of being the first black woman to lead the Assembly. The fix was in, but don’t spoil the feminists’ faux fun.
Ms. Bass, you may know, is a bastion of ethical behavior. When she tried to blow your tax dollars on fat raises for her staff during her Speakership, she was legally constrained.
Embarrassed? Nah.
Haughtily thumbing her nose at her bosses as she fled out the door to her next unearned promotion, Ms. Bass once again gave her staff the raises that previously had been judged illegal. The raises stuck.
By the darnedest, squirreliest coincidence, as the lovely Ms. Bass’s tenure in the Assembly was being term limited, back in Washington, Diane Watson, the crusty, angry, aging Congress-lady, -person,-member, -man from Culver City and environs, yawned, kicked off her bed slippers, scratched her nose, rubbed her belly and said, “By golly, I think I will retire.”
By the darnedest coincidence in Sacramento, Ms. Bass pinched her cheeks, scratched her ears, rubbed her own belly and said, “By golly, I think I will run for my friend Ms. Watson’s seat — only, of course, if she thinks I am worthy.”
And so it was writ.
Fourteen months ago Ms. (I Feel So Darned Unworthy) Bass was elected to Congress for life, by acclamation, by voters who said she seemed so congenial.
Meanwhile, Back Home
City Manager John Nachbar and the members of the City Council have been working with urgent industry to legally shield the Redevelopment Agency’s money and assets since the childless Gov. Tire vowed 12 months ago to kill all Agencies.
I would love to see the apparently soon-to-be-dismissed City Hall employees confront our delegates in Sacramento, Assemblymember Holly Mitchell and Sen. Curren Price. Demand to know why they wanted them fired.
All of us have bosses. Get unvarnished answers.
Sen. Price and Ms. Mitchell genuinely are nice people.
But they voted to kill Redevelopment Agencies. The price for this questionably taken gesture evidently will wipe out director Sol Blumenfeld’s Community Development Dept.
It does not matter whether it is Feb. 1, later in the spring or summer.
These are compassionate liberals, you know, the special snooty class of human beings who bray every hour “We care about the common man, the Lord Almighty middle class.”
