Retiring Seattle Councilwomen and reporter ride the humorously name South Lake Union Trolley during rush hour. Abbreviations are fun!
At certain instances in the inevitable ebb and flow of life, there exists the need for a professional wordsmith to aptly, accurately, and artistically describe the indescribable complexities and non-sequiturs which compose the puzzle of politics with the modern military-industrial complex of free society. Reality does not afford for the luxury of fiction intermixing in determining viable future events, even though certain groups and individuals base a belief system entirely on the content of pop culture and idealistic wishes, a witch’s brew of godless potion afflicting public policy with a negative spin towards the hopes and dreams of freedom embracing citizens. As the snarky leading scientific researcher character in the movie Contact portrayed perfectly by Jodi Foster cries to the entire cosmos as the mission through the worm reaches a effulgent culmination of galaxies stalked in blazing arrangement like Christmas light turtle shells, “…should have sent a poet,” the exact same circumstances surround the glaring need for a comment which ties the political mess of Seattle into a presentable gift-wrapped package.
Fortunately, the parcel was delivered before the upcoming journey of Santa has yet to embark on another global masterpiece of altruism and joy for all, and there is no need to conjure the spirit of Kurt Vonnegut, Robert Frost, or Hunter S. Thompson. It’s all eggnog and reposado from now until December 25.
Nowhere is the destructive phenomenon of shortsighted societal engineering more prevalent than on the Left coast, and specifically within the geographic confines of the scenic Puget Sound Region and Seattle, a landmass plagued by overzealous radicals prompting homeless, encouraging illegal drug use, prompting government land grabs, and orchestrating middle class tax hikes as a mechanism for alleviating out for control public spending and debt. Specifically, the elected civic organ of the entire mess, the Seattle city council is at the primordial chaos not witnessed since the initial pic0-seconds of the creation of the universe, and God is not pleased, nor are the 50% of residents, battling against an ominous ideology fueled by emotion, and not reason. As downtown has been morphed into a paradise for vagrant encampments adding to the tourist experience and existing as a dichotomy to the migration of Amazon techies and HB-1 visa workers inhabiting the luxurious high rise apartments and multi-use facilities, the confusing tapestry of gaps in net worth and lifestyle creates a jagged mountain range of soci0biological wonderment. The intolerable initial tentacles of socialism, as much as the extremists would like to believe in the fairly tale of democratic socialism, is already responsible for a downgrade in the overall quality of life, and facilitated by other people’s money.
Thankfully, in the spirit of the season, the dubious nine that makeup the current body of Seattle’s decision making paradox are beginning to descend into irrelevance one by one. Two weeks before Thanksgiving, council member Rob Johnson announced that he would not be seeking reelection in 2019, much to the relief of a beleaguered voting base (everyone wanted Sawant to relinquish her post). Most recently, councilwoman the gun control advocate Sally Bagshaw proclaimed that she would be hanging up the political cleats, with the resounding cheer of residents muted only by the blaring Christmas carols beckoning the height of the frenzied shopping season. It was in the context of Bagshaw’s pending retirement, that a heaping serving of clairvoyance was offered by a random commentator on the Seattle Times website responding to the quickly dissipating left-winged politicians fleeing from city hall before their pensions are absorbed by the retraction of the homeless industrial crises, along with the leftover mashed potatoes.
The epitome of the agenda driving Seattle voter cannot be encapsulated more eloquently or accurately, as “TRNST1” articulated in the comment thread, whining about the departure of Bagshaw into a life of public speaking appearances at state universities for $5 thousand a pop. This vile and destructive rhetoric is what all reasonable individuals face when risking contentment when attempting to engage in counterproductive dialogue on the western slope of the Cascade mountain range.
Apparently, “TRNST1 is a strong proponent of special interests, yet only supports the majority when the outcome favors their belief system. It may be Bagshaw herself, as politicians hiding behind a username on comment boards typically aut0-congratulate themselves with statements swimming in illogical conclusions that voter approval is a synonym for a complete consensus. This is typical of folks who support a narrative that fits their own belief system, while ignoring what is best for society. A fun experiment is to guess what “TRNST1” looks like, a game that should never be attempted before bedtime.
“mike1sttownhallmeeting” brings to the table a salient point that the middle class residents are being taxed out of existence, thanks to the existence of incessant bureaucracy, and “TRNST1” lets this one go over their head in true Pacific Northwest “Seattle Freeze”, in authoring a retort full of intolerance, and a complete surrender to the jeweled underworld of hypocrisy. One cannot properly argue with another who embraces intellectual ignorance.
As anonymous comment boards continue to slip into obscurity as moderates are disgusted by the prevalence of self-entitlement and lack of accountability, there are rare instances when the priceless reckless insight equates to a shimmering anomaly of truth. Describing the plight of Seattle politics is immune from the heavy hitters of the literary world, as the course and raw incredulous nature of the reactionary is on full display.
Read the Seattle Times story here.