
I find that being prayerful, open minded, at the ready to learn new things, and believing in possibilities becomes a challenge when a casino is dropped in my lap. I have other issues I’m sorting out. The Casino is stepping on my lines in the play.
I haven’t made a strong enough case about the bad decision allocating a million dollars for a set of new plans really is. In a way the casino makes my point. The Ratio Plans cramped the style of the Councilmen who embrace the MY WILL BE DONE AGENDA. The same Councilmen wanted no part of the Main Street Program that includes accountability when receiving their grants. Consequently, we lost our accreditation status, which took care of that power threat. I want to talk about why I’m against these new unnecessary plans but am upstaged with, “Ah, hell: let’s have a casino while we’re at it. It couldn’t hurt.”
Thinking about this casino is like trying on a pair of shoes your mother picked out rather than having any say in the matter. It’s like asking a youngster, “What’s your favorite class in school,” and having Mom answer, “Math,” when you are about to say, science.
