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Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Mayor Sam's Hotsheet for Wednesday

Planning Commission President Jane Usher may find her services may no longer be needed. The attorney and Villaraigosa appointee is drawing fire for sending an email to neighborhood activists that recent rules enacted by the City Council allowing developers to build bigger projects if they include some level of "affordable housing" (see why this is a crock here) are probably in violation of state law. Some Council Members feel that Usher's remarks could be an encouragement to NIMBYs to sue with the perceived imprintaur of the leading civilian planning official.

Speaking of NIMBYs, I wonder if some day in the future, when Los Angeles is struggling greatly for jobs and housing, our general emotional overreaction against and disdain for development will be viewed much in the same way many of us view the shortsightedness of previous generations of Anglenos who rejected mass transit plans for the region decades ago.

The Daily News slams the Clowncil and the Mayor for not selling surplus City property when they could have; now that the city is in a budget crunch.

Here's an interesting bit of City history from Bob Timmerman: Proposition B, on the June 3, 1958 ballot which sealed the deal to give Chavez Ravine to the Dodgers in their move from Brooklyn. Interesting that some of the argument was about real estate development back then. Also interesting in the image of Prop B on the ballot is Prop C, a $12 million bond for police construction. I guess the City went on borrowing binges even back in the day.

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Monday, March 10, 2008

Oh, NO he dih-int!


Oh, yes he did!

Dang ... homegirl looks beat! Poor Silda Spitzer. She's having a really bad day.

It's bad enough to have your most embarassing moment captured for the world to see, but guess what -- Silda gets to see it 24/7 on cable news; read it in newsprint and on the internet; and gets to hear the talking heads go on and on on talk radio! Her husband, Gov. Eliot Spitzer has been caught on a federal wiretap arranging to meet with a ho at a Washington ho-tel last month.

But on the bright side: she can forgive him, run for political office as a senator or something, and use that office as a stepping stone to the Presidency!

Hooray for Second Wave feminists! Those ladies know how to work it!

Now, I know ... I know ... boys will be boys; and as a girl I realize that. My only problem with Horn Dog Spitzer is that he put the best interest of his wang before the best interest of his family. This stuff ALWAYS gets found out. Seriously, who did he think he was fooling? As if no one would ever find out about Client 9 and Kristen ? [ed. --this is a .pdf of the Spitzer complaint] (what a dorky-ass john name; sounds like an Ed Wood movie: "Client 9 from Outer Space!") Puh-leeze!

Dumbass.

I oughta start a chain of Valley Doll Gentlemen's Clubs for politicians. No hassle, complete annonymity, no one to dime you out later! Seriously, can someone check into that for me? Someone needs to get these guys some hassle-free action so's we can spare the kiddies and the wives the really, really unecessary humilitation once the truth comes out -- and Boys ... the truth ... ALWAYS ... COMES ... OUT! TRUST!

New York will survive; the office of Governor will survive; the Spitzer's marriage --well that remains to be seen; but as for the world that he had built for himself and his family (three daughters and Dude ... that's some gnarly karma to work out later, not to mention the Daddy Issues those girls are going to have to work out ... hey, don't the girls with Daddy Issues become strippers, porn stars and hookers? It's a vicious cycle, isn't it boys?), the world which found his family proud of their father/husband and the accomplishements he achieved in this crazy career of politics ... well, that world -- he pretty much nuked from orbit.

And that's what makes him the asshole in all of this. Not that he couldn't keep his zipper up, but that he could take his family down so spectacularly with him.

Dumbass.



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