December 2009

The Gargoyle Leader’s Publisher seems to be either confused or sending misinformation to the voters of Sioux Falls

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Grumpy-Grumps is back on the beat, oh joy. I guess he stopped crying over Janklow beating him up.

Okay, I don’t expect the average Joe on the street to understand the Event Center circus, but I do expect the publisher of Sioux Falls’ only daily paper to understand it, especially since he is promising he will write his column again;

So beginning this month, I’ll be returning to a regular column rotation, at least monthly.

While I welcome Beck’s column, because #1, I think he is a fantastic writer and I also think he is really funny, sometimes biting, sometimes tragically, but what I do not approve of is spreading bologna about the EC funding;

Public momentum, for example, seems to be solidly behind building an events center in a way that belies the city’s fractured political leadership. As long as we can figure out how to keep Howard Wood Field out of the final solution, locate a donor to provide some seed money and convince Pierre to give us (and other cities) the power to control our own destiny through the BBB tax, we’ll be on our way to making a major investment in the quality of life in Sioux Falls.

First off, let’s clarify something, I do think a large MINORITY supports a new EC, but only if we fund it without taxing the poor and working class more, and secondly, I am not sure who’s ass you pulled the BBB tax funding idea from, but you and I both know that, that is not the proposal.

I will hold back any criticism and give you the opportunity to print a correction, soon, like, tomorrow.

To Hell with censorship, and such

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A Gargoyle Leader columnist rights a fantastic editorial about the SF school district censoring “Stuck in the middle.”

Another was “The Outsiders” by S.E. Hinton, and then all of her books. At the end of “The Outsiders,” Ponyboy is reading “The Carpetbaggers,” by Harold Robbins, which someone says is too old for him.

“The Outsiders” is one of my favorite books, I named my dog after the character ‘Sodapop’. I love the book because it reminds you that you can never change where you come from, and you should be proud of it and never run from who you are, at least that is what I got from it. Of course there is all kinds of social class judgements, etc. and other themes, but any movie that has Tom Waits, Tom Cruise, Ralph Macchio, Patrick Swayze, Matt Dillion and one of the Sheen brothers has to be good? Right.

But back to the main point. Censorship is stupid.

Is the Sioux Falls Hockey Association pursuing their own hockey rink?

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No city control. No taxpayer dollars?

I heard from a very reliable source last night that the SF Hockey Association is in the planning stages to build their own $12 million dollar facility. This is good news for several reasons;

• The association and parents will have control of the facility and will reap the benefits from managing it.

• If successful, it will prove once and for all that these organizations can run a facility on their own without the help of the city and maybe start a trend in Sioux Falls.

• City beauracrats have proven time and time again that they are wasteful when running these kind of facilities.

• It will cost taxpayers of Sioux Falls $0 and for once the people who will use the facility will be the ones paying for it (makes sense? Huh?)

I want to commend the SFHA ahead of time, if this is their plan. It is good to see an organization taking the bull by the horns for once. This is how these special interest projects should be done in Sioux Falls.

South DaCola foot soldier has a strange dream about me

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“whats a guy got to do to get a drink around here?”

I dreamed that you were running for mayor, I assume just for a eye poking at the forums, but we were in the council chambers, and you were going to be debating about city stuff with the other candidates. For some reason it was the Minnehaha commish that was doing the moderating.

At first all of the candidates were sitting in the front of the room facing the crowd as you were introduced, and then when it came time to talk, everyone but you went and sat in the audience while you gave your speech. (You were slotted to go first I guess). Before you could begin, you stood up and reached down the table for a bottle of champaign or wine(it’s a dream) and tipped it into your glass, but it was empty. The old Minn Commish hag (carol twedt) asked you to sit down and proceed, and you said “wait a minute, I’m thirsty”. You looked around, and instead of walking around the table to get the bottle on the other end, you climbed up on the table and shuffled on your knees around the bend to the other bottle and poured the rest into your glass, but it was also empty. You said, “whats a guy got to do to get a drink around here?”

Twedt then bangs her gavel on the table and says that you aren’t fit to run for this position, and says that you are doing it as a joke anyways, and moves to have you disqualified. It passes unanimously almost instantaneously (you laugh as it passes) and then they say you can reverse it if you can produce a certain number of signatures in the registrar’s office in 15 minutes. For the rest of my dream, I am calling everyone I know (can’t use/see my phone cus it’s a dream) to tell them to get down there and sign the petition. The dream ends when I get my brother on the phone and he tells me “I live out of town, you idiot”…. And then I woke up…