Double-nought spies and flagrant underachievement – where else but Screechville?

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Safe in the knowledge that my blogging colleague Bluegill is heating his house with steam as he peruses Ed Glasscock’s and Kerry Stemler’s pro-downtown bridge palaver in the morning’s C-J, I turn instead to Professor Erika, who actually manages to publish something remotely in the public interest:

AN INTERVIEW WITH COUNCILMAN STEVE PRICE – 3RD DISTRICT

Price even refers to himself as Jethro, which means that while he’s cognizant of the existence of criticism, he hasn’t yet comprehended the gist of it.

Otherwise, it’s more of the same: Municipal life is hopeless, we just can’t, we shouldn’t try, let’s hunker down, nothing can be done, woe to those who think it can … and Price continues to devote his council career to denying the city the tools necessary to improve, and then thinks we should praise him for predicting the inevitable failure.

Well, Nostradamus he ain’t, and at least Jethro Bodine had vision. He persisted in thinking that he could. Price knows he can’t, and while that’s acceptable for an individual, and perhaps even charming in a Southern Gothic decay sort of way, it isn’t a very good prescription for a whole city.

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