MERCY, MERCY ME: So now we have the spectacle of former
Gov. J. Felonious Symington III pleading for mercy from
the court as the day approaches for him to start serving that
scandalously brief, two-and-a-half-year prison term he got for
defrauding his many lenders.
Old Fife, it seems, is scared he may be in danger behind bars.
Hey, we don't blame him--prisons are miserable, frightening places.
But Symington, who'll be doing time in a "country-club"
federal facility, spent much of his political career making our
state prisons a wretched, horrible place to do time. He eliminated
concepts like parole in his zeal to achieve truth-in-sentencing.
He pushed a successful initiative to automatically send violent
teens to adult court, no matter what the circumstances of their
crimes. He ignored most of the pleas for reduced sentences that
came to his desk. And he loved to talk about how prisons were
for punishment, not for rehabilitation.
Now that his own fraudulent history has come to light, what does
Fife want? Mercy.
Not that he's willing to say that himself--he's still joking
that it can't be any worse than boot camp.
But his attorney is begging the court to keep him out of the
joint while his appeal winds through the system. Attorney John
Dowd says there are some federal prisoners who want "to
work the guy over."
It's amazing, really--especially when you stop to realize that
this is the same Fife Symington who so often complained that prisoners
had too many avenues of appeal.
FLOWING PAINS: The Tucson City Council is expected
to take up the topic of recharging Central Arizona Project water
again at its upcoming meeting this Monday,
March 16.
While no official plan had been released as of press time, we
hear city staff has been working to develop alternatives to the
so-called "no-frills" recharge projects proposed by
the Pure Water Coalition, a group of citizens who put the
successful recharge issue on the ballot in 1995 and prevented
its repeal in 1997.
We hear staff will recommend a CAP recharge plan in the west
channel of the Santa Cruz River, but they're still trying to avoid
dumping CAP water into the Rillito. Instead, we're told, the water
department will recommend recharging effluent in
the Rillito.
Which means, of course, that staff continues to work to sabotage
the will of Tucson's voters.
OF COURSE, IF THEY WANTED TO CALL IT 'SKINNY AVE.,' WE'D GET
BEHIND THIS PUPPY: If city bureaucrats are hell-bent on pissing
away taxpayer money putting up those fake street signs promoting
the United Way, high-school graduation and other causes, don't
you think they ought to waste a little more money and take the
stupid things down once they've served their utterly worthless
function?
Well, since we put it that way...
We're irked that the big gem show has been over for a while now,
but those bogus street signs are still up on Broadway calling
it "Gem Show Blvd."
Instead of putting up fake street signs, that same city crew
ought to go around chopping down all the weeds that blight the
edges of Tucson roadways this time of year. That would do a lot
more to improve this town than merely adding to the general visual
clutter in an expensive, officially sanctioned graffiti campaign,
which is exactly what the fake street sign program is.
TACK ON A COUPLA EXTRA MILLION FOR GOOD WILL: The Wall
Street Journal, a real newspaper, recently reported that Pulitzer
Publishing Co., which owns The Arizona Daily Suckwad,
a mostly fake newspaper, is trying to unload its broadcast properties
for "well in excess" of a bazillion bucks.
The Journal article went on to quote Wall Street lounge
lizards on the likelihood Pulitzer will dump its newspapers, too.
The family trust which holds voting control of Pulitzer Publishing
expires in 2001, the Journal notes.
Frankly, we don't give a flying Philadelphia fandango whether
the company sells its string of mediocre rags, because nothing
could be worse than the current state of the Pulitzer-owned paper
in this crass cowtown.
Here's a daily newspaper that has no political reporter, and
hasn't for months; can't seem to hire a reporter to cover the
Arizona Legislature; and it's got a newshole the size of a mouse's
bung, so even there were actual reporting going on, instead of
the mindless "press release-to-print" process that has
passed for the bulk of Star "journalism" for
so long, it wouldn't really make much of a difference; it's got
editorial writers who apparently live in ivory towers and who
write in some obscure Elizabethan cadence; it's got a daily business
section that's not quite as useful as the rubber band that comes
wrapped around the paper each morning; and, really now, when was
the last time you read a feature story in the Star's Accent
section? Accent on what, precisely? Sludge?
This from a company that hauls tens of millions a year out of
this burg to support a bunch of stuck-up St. Louis yuppies. And
the last time we saw an issue of Pulitzer's flagship Post-Dispatch,
it looked like something had crawled onto a pile of newsprint
and died.
Even Gannett, the McDonald's of American journalism, could do
a better job covering Tucson than these Pulitzer putzes. Oh, we
forgot, Gannett is purportedly covering our town. What
was that paper called again?
SAME OLD STORY: Meanwhile the new kids at The Arizona
Daily Suckwad, as well as the woefully underpaid children/reporters
at other local media outlets, have been getting all worked up
about recent deaths in our state's kiddie gulags. In the past,
even the lowly Tucson Weekly has done stories on the deplorable
conditions in these holding pens for "troubled" teens--in
fact, the media morons seem to discover this hideous little canker
sore on the face of local society every couple of a decades or
so.
Hey, there's nothing new here: Conditions suck, untrained people
are asked to do more than they're capable of, teens die. If the
Star's hotshot new city editor, Ann Eve Pedersen,
really wants to make an impact on this matter, perhaps she should
resolve to take names and repeatedly kick the sorry asses of the
sleazy state legislators who permit these sorts of businesses
to continue here.
But that won't happen. For the most part the Star's motto
should be: If it doesn't come in an official government press
release, it doesn't belong in the public's face.
GET A GRIP, LIONEL: Normally, we ignore Inside Tucson
Business columnist Lionel Waxman because he's painfully
irrelevant. But we were so tickled by his March 9 column that
we just have to share part of it with you. Waxman writes:
"I am convinced that the professional environmental activists
are in fact the shock troops for the command-and-control, one-world
government elite. Their organization is essentially hierarchically
controlled and monolithic. They enjoy tax-free status and are
internationally organized. They are in the business of activism.
Most of them have no other occupations...The environmentalists
have captured the government. Armed with the laws passed at their
behest and financed by huge, tax-advantaged contributions, they
have powers no one ever granted to any level of government..."
Now there's a guy who really misses the old Commie threat. Seen
any black helicopters hovering around your compound these days,
Lenny baby?
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