Those things I hate
More than anything I hate it when people babble on about things they hate.
This page is constantly full of hatred toward roundabouts, rich people, poor people, illegal people, taxing people, people who pay the taxing people, anti-war fanatics, pro-war mongers and dog poop. Hate is such a negative word, and the world’s cup already runneth over with enough of it, so I think I’ll just call it: Things that are bothering me at the moment.
There. Without that negative connotation I feel much better about this already.
Speaking of mental adjustments, since when did Happy Valley have a homeless problem?
If you do not have a place to live around here, you are either between homes or too damn picky. If you can’t afford to stick around, leave. Nobody is forcing you to stay here and needlessly struggle, nor is it anyone else’s responsibility (i.e. the government’s) to help you do so.
Some people need to realize living in a ski resort high up in the Rocky Mountains is a privilege, not a right. If living here was for everyone, we’d be a lot more crowded than we already are.
I’m also bothered (still) by tax dollars blowing in the wind. Who cares if they’re called pinwheels, windmills or anemometers? The semantically-challenged should be more concerned about frivolous art projects being an embarrassing waste of tax dollars, and those responsible should be ashamed.
And then there were the folks from Premier Property Holdings LLC saying their 115-foot tall, 112 condos in the $1-2 million dollar range “would be an impressive entrance for Avon.” Since when did the south side of Highway 6 become the entrance for Avon?
Use of the phrase, “slippery slope.” Look, all slopes, unless covered with Velcro, are slippery due to gravity, and always will be. If your point is that some major decision is the beginning of a downhill trend, then for Pete’s sake, just say so. Redundant non-sequiturs are patently repetitive oxymorons.
Speaking of repetitiveness, I can’t write a column like this without mentioning the revote on home rule. Ballots are being mailed this week, and although I would never be so presumptuous as to tell any of you how to vote, I simply urge each of you to vote exactly as you did the first time. That should solve the issue. Again.
I am also bothered by charities that beg for donations, offer credit cards for you to make those donations and then ask you to write a check instead so they won’t have to pay the credit card fee.
If you are going to offer credit cards for payment, then please accept credit cards for payment. A $1,000 donation made by credit card will always trump a check made out for $0.
Politicians breaking promises will always be a sore spot. On Jan. 24 one of our county commissioners sent an e-mail to the general manager of a local homeowners association stating, “As of now, I can assure you that here(sp) is a 99% chance of passage in the next month …” They were referring to a capital improvement request for $100,000 to help complete a sidewalk project in the neighborhood.
One month later the request was shot down in less than 99 seconds during a work session due to pressing needs elsewhere, such as $247,500 for social programs and $1.6 million to cover items that were voted down last November.
The commissioner making the promise did, however, put up a bit of a fight for the sidewalk, and for that I do give him credit. I had to listen to over seven hours of recorded audio to reach this conclusion, but it was worth it once I heard another commissioner say they would not give the money “to Edwards … out of principle.”
That principle was based upon other towns in the county complaining about the dollars provided to Edwards. This is fine if one is playing a political tug of war, but completely unacceptable for the safety of Eagle County citizens on Eagle County roads.
It’s been almost two years since Alberto Vilar was arrested for securities fraud and money laundering. While he is still under house arrest in a New York City penthouse, the tens of thousands who collectively lost billions are still wondering why the hell his name is still up in Beaver Creek.
So am I.
I’m also bothered by junk mail, hangovers, political pork, presidential vetos, religious fanatics, rain in March and snow in April, but not as much as some of the other stuff.
Richard Carnes of Edwards writes a biweekly column for the Daily. He can be reached at email@example.com.