Two wonderful new entries in The Riot Stakes had me in stitches this morning.
Gawd! I love a morning laugh!
Here's the first:
NO TALK OF POSSIBLE TROUBLE ON GAME DAY.
Apparently, the secret words of the day - "trouble" and "riot" crossed nobody's happy lips at the Police Board meeting.
The Police Chief and the Mayor were both in attendance.
OK. That was pretty good.
But the second Class in Public Mythology 304 was even funnier.
Bike Lane Chicken Coop Puppet Mayor has assembled a Spin Group called 'THE VANCOUVER BRAND TEAM."
Ain't life here in Oz just swell, Dorothy?
The Team's job?
Glad you asked.
Here it comes...
Isn't that nice?
I have a question.
When did this spittle borrowed from the lexicon of "grief counseling," enter the public realm and find spurious legitimacy?
If I hear from the mouth of another anchor desk newscaster the word "healing," I am going to hurl all over my tiny retro-TV.
The official story managers are all hard at work. The consultants are all on board. Full steamed latte ahead!