Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Dear Madame Zoltar

Hi, gang!  How are you?  I'm demented.  This damp, gray weather is getting to me.  Come on, it's April already.  Enough with the snow and ice and freezing weather.  Daffodils and tulips are popping up everywhere.  The Winter of 2016-17 was a bust.  Now please leave.  Spring needs some room to grow.

John Dickert is resigning.  Or not.  He won't give a specific date. I suspect it will be a day or two before the FBI announces indictments against him.  God, I hope so.  I don't want to believe that lies and cons pay off.  Does he get any sort of retirement money from the city when he retires from lying and stealing?  Gee, I can't believe he'd ever stop.  John Dickert means skullduggery.  He means unfair labor practices and lies, lies, lies.  When confronted with a lie, he lies again.  Maybe we should start a nationwide contest to find the lyingest mayor in the USA.  It would be a great event.  It would bring people from all over the USA to Racine.

But, noooo.  Dickert would never allow it.  There's thousands of money-making schemes for Racine, but Dickert won't allow them because he doesn't get a piece of the action or they embarrass him or both.  Watch some TV shows and get some ideas.  The search for a new city administrator should have been handled in this way,  but Dickert needed a hand-picked criminal to fill the post.  He will run the city whenever Dickert eventually steps down.  Kind of scary, isn't it?  A non-elected, non-Racinean running the city, I'm sure at Dickert's behest.  Oh my, isn't there some way to prevent this constitutional violation?

All sorts of people are leaving their city positions all of a sudden.  That seems to indicate that something big is coming down the pike that would have knocked their lying asses off of the rails of good government.  I hope that the FBI tracks down every single one of you pieces of shit and prosecutes to the fullest capacity.  Lying liars deserve Lying Liars Court, where everyone lies all of the time and the defendants don't have a chance.

Unless, of course, if your last name is Johnson.  A billionaire pedophile.  That's the perfect symbol for Racine.  Absolutely PERFECT!  Racine hates its children and putting this monster on the loose amongst them should assure some results.  Maybe he could visit every class in RUSD to make his picks.  Oh, the possibilities are endless.

Of course, that's if you tell the truth.  When you lie, the possibilities continue to narrow down until you find yourself lying to protect your lies, right lying John?

Thank you for reading my blog today.  I love my readers.  I love my commentators.  I love just about everybody except for criminals, caught or otherwise.  Thank you for stopping by to give my blog a look.  I hope you return.  I'm here every Wednesday (almost).  I'm considering a run for mayor if Dickert ever really steps down.

Why are we bankrupting the city to build apartments and an arena? Ask

I thought Easter was this Sunday, but Ms. Tender Heart Bear straightened me out: it's next Sunday.  This Sunday is Palm Sunday.  That's the day when Catholic priests check the palms of members to see if any fuzz is growing there, indicating masturbation.  Man, you can't put one by the Church, can you?
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1 comment:

OrbsCorbs said...

I shave my palms weekly.