Tuesday, April 10, 2007
City Hall
Last week, the Social Ironist Party stormed into city hall for the public discussion forum on the marijuana ordinance. Here is the video footage of our speeches:
I must say that the mic in that room did a very poor job of picking up the applause and laughter from the crowd - this is something we’ll have to fix when we’re running Cincinnati.
After our speech, Council Woman Leslie Ghiz panicked and threw a temper tantrum. I think she realized that her job and plush, leather council chair are in jeopardy from the Kennedyesque/Reaganesque leadership stylings of Candidate Holbrook. She told the room that although our “little quips” were very “logical,” she was still going to vote for the ordinance, even though 50+ people showed up to oppose it, no one spoke in its favor, and statistics prove that not only did it fail to reduce crime, but it actually shot up in nearly every category. Except, of course, for the one category that she mentioned - great job cherry picking data, Leslie! Here is the clip of her tissy-fit. If you look closely, about 2 minutes in she purses her lips in concentration as she
may or may not have been crapping her pants.
Basically, she patronized everyone, in effect saying “ahh, your little opinions are really cute, but I’m gonna go ahead and ignore them now and vote against rationality. Have a great day now, take care, umkay?”
As this oppressive Fascist insisted on having the last word at the meeting, I’d like to take this opportunity to respond, now that I’m safely out of reach of her Secret Police force that may or may not be responsible for killing and torturing thousands of Cincinnati citizens who oppose her authoritarian policies.
So yes, Leslie, of course our comments were cute. We didn’t spend months and months every summer training at All-American Dreamboat Camp to not make cute comments. Our comments are fucking adorable, and that’s why next year when Sean Holbrook is on the Council, the ratings of the local access
political coverage will shoot through the roof like a basement meth-lab explosion.
