Circling the Airport with Today’s News Tribune

I’m circling the airport at 35,000 feet. I spent an hour and a half after choir last night sitting in my car in a pitch black garage making calls related to the meeting I hope to have next Monday night. There will likely be one. I just can’t predict how it will run. It will either be open with an audience to let us know what the community thinks about the sale of Central and the sharing of information by the Board on that subject or it will be a closed meeting with the School Board hearing honest and dispassionate information about the chances for a sale at any price from the real estate experts we have avoided including in our discussions to date.

I’ll let my readers know before the day is out which scenario is more likely or if some alternate arrangements are made. I will not tolerate ignorance and misinformation driving the decision making. I will tolerate a decision that I consider irrational but not until the spoiled baloney has been put in the dumpster.

In the meantime I have been reading today’s Trib with great interest. I have much to post but I won’t be able to get to it all before my morning is puncutated with some serious family business. We have a meeting with our attorney. My wife and I are completing a family trust to prepare for our future. Its the sort of thing that sensible people ought to attend to. Even a school system ought to think about its future. Among the posts I contemplate writing today are titles such as the following:

Can a 65 year old white man who has never had a period become the Amy Shumer of American School Boards?

Why do some people really oppose the sale of Central to Edison?

How to sell an idea like the threat of Edison or Muslims raping innocent German Girls?

Intellectual synesthesia Max Morath, Busting Sod, All that Jazz and the Medal of Honor.

Cutting up one’s mistresses into twelve pieces and the mystery of the Old Testament’s Allure.

How an old PTA Mom eviscerates the political shenanigans of our local legislators

We will see if I lose interest as the day ambles on and I await hearing what to look forward on Monday.

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