My dove of peace still holds up a sprig of olive in its beak but it will probably melt away and drop it soon. That’s a proper metaphor for where I think our school board is going. I’ve enjoyed sharing my Mother with you this season. I’d like to spend the year writing about her but I think instead I will be writing about a school board so hostile to letting a stubborn colleague ask questions that they decided it was better to smear him with the toxic accusation that he is a racist. Since they made that hideous claim I feel little compunction about pointing out the all too human flaws of other board members who would trade the work of improving our schools for the dirty business of character assassination.
As I wrote before “Damn us all.” I wish I could write a sentiment more worthy of the Season but I find myself feeling more like the poor wretches cackling about the dead Scrooge’s old rags.
Thank you for visiting. Once again this month has been a busy time for blog visitors. Lincolndemocrat.com is just shy of 3000 “unique” visitors this month. Even though I have decided to spend the rest of my holidays with family in order to rest my fingers I know I’ll cross that barrier with five full days left, not counting today, to finish the year. Heck, I might even feel compelled to write something else new. But not today.
Best wishes in finishing up your holiday leftovers. Ours are so plentiful that they threaten to do me in if I don’t go gentle on them.
