First comment on the below board post: Anonymous has left a new comment on your post "Fun Was Had by All":
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Candy Olson is always out of line. I believe that everyone in the audience and watching on tv could see through her scheme to brown nose with the Superintendent and bash April Griffin in the process. She thought she was being smart, but she was displaying the behavior most employees can't stand about her. You can ask almost any employee in the district about her, and they will all roll their eyes. She talks incessantly at board meetings boring everyone to tears, but if Susan Valdes or April Griffin speak more than five minutes Olson pipes up with how things need to be speeded up. She has no problem with slowing things down to listen to herself speak, but she doesn't want anyone else to do the same. She is the epitome of a hypocrite. Most employees refer to her as "C*&%nty Olson."
Tom Gonzalez sounds so ridiculous. I thought lawyers knew how to handle pressure. He does have a pear shaped body. Instead of eating and drinking he better go to the gym.
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Here's the excerpt from the Sheriff's report that proves Tom Gonzalez wrong when he said that the Sheriff's report said there was no further danger of harm to the boys whom the King Administrator toe-cracked:
On 61n109, writer spoke with CPl Auza. He advised that he closed his case with Some
Indicators for threatened harm.
Board Meeting August 11 Act I: Sludgeville; Act II; Lobby: Sprightly Agitprop
Minions of the Light, herein my report on August 11 Board meeting:
The main board meeting comprised the usual dais sludge of exchanged compliments and cover-up of board-and-administration skulduggery.
The Elia evaluation commentary raised a little head butting. The superintendent got a B minus, I infer, and Kurdell writhed in obeisance to the greatest leader since Queen Elizabeth, who governed a somewhat larger and more complex populace with an infinitely better hand on the buttons of power.
Kurdell piled it on deep and dense with superlatives about the Leader's manifest virtues and blah, blah, blah.
I have not been able to find the Elia evaluation on the Web, but apparently April Griffin had made a comment in her part of the evaluation that did not accord with
So La
Griffin has smartened up and grown tougher since she stormed out early in her board career, slamming the door on
Undeterred,
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I laid out the political situation to my husband, 12-year mayor of our little beach town. He said Olson was out of line, that an elected official had the backing of all citizens of the district to speak her piece without making it coincident with the opinions of other members of the board.
But nuance has never been La
Contemplating the jacket made one's eyes cross and recross.
Toward the end of the meeting, her too-frequent loquacity urge smote Ms.
Such was news to people who have capacious and catholic reading habits. I never heard Ms.
These incestuous morsels should serve as banter in the board rec room, not as download on the long-suffering general public, bored out of its mind with lower-quartile board palaver. If La
Fashion semblable to
Perhaps this was in tribute to the King High foot fetishist toe-cracker of hapless students in the closed environs of his office-psychosexual-acting-out lair.
By far the liveliest of the board commentary came at Citizens' Comment time at back-door end of the festivities. I gave the lot hell on the failure to protect students from a probable foot fetishist and order him to psychiatric evaluation. Then, half facing board and audience, Goader gave his maiden presentation, citing the invidious comparison of the way board and administration kept him in lockdown for a year for a child-abuse accusation by Morris and Smiley that the Sheriff's office threw out the same day Judas Smiley skulked down to file it in his bucking-for-a-promotion campaign to the sacred halls of ROSSAC's demons of teacher bashing.
Finally, Bart Birdsal did his more-in-sorrow-than-in-anger buck and wing on his "Let's-all-just-get-along" motif. Bart reigns a practiced guilt inducer who should give seminars on the skill.
Stung by my aside to him when I spoke that it was about time he earned his money for adorning the board dais as the putative attorney by commenting on things such as the psychiatric referral of the King High administrative toe-cracker of male youth, Tom Gonzalez delivered a windy soliloquy in which he gave the truth a drubbing on the twin cases of Goader's faux child-abuse charge, cooked up by Smiley, Morris, and Kipley for fun and profit, and the Toe-Cracker whitewash for the apparently psychologically deviant guy preying on pubescent boys at King High behind the closed door of his office of authority and not referred to a psychiatrist for evaluation by the board, Ms. Elia, or any of the demons that inhabit the inner recesses of the ROSSAC administrative psyche in their airless hellhole of malignity.
But things waxed lively in the Lobby Agitprop that unfolded at the end of the board meeting.
I exited after listening to Le Gonzalez's Parthion tissue of misinformation and abuse of truth and the English language. I had to get home to the beach to cook dinner for my grumpy old man of almost 53 years like all liberated women do.
Goader accompanied me through the swinging doors from the board room to the lobby.
There stood Ms. Griffin and Mr. Gonzales in lively colloquy.
They engaged in heated tête-à-tête on some disputed subject. The beauteous Tom Gonzalez apparently undertook energetic rebuttal of what Griffin said. He monopolized the exchange and was visibly upset with whatever
As Le Gonzalez wheeled away from
Counselor Gonzalez snapped, "The paper is wrong," whereupon Goader said in disbelief, "Does that mean the paper printed misinformation?'
Not answering, Counselor Gonzalez sped past him but swam into my orbit, where I began, "Tom...", which prompted him to ejaculate," "I am not talking to YOU!" in one of those spittle-sprayed hisses that make you fear you may have contracted attorney-borne diseases of disrepute and incurability.
"But Tom," I called to his departing back as he headed for the safety beyond the swinging doors of the board room, his pear-shaped body assuming a semi-crouch of purpose to escape us, "YOU'RE LYING!"
The which comment made him wheel on his heel to stalk up to me, belly foremost, and bellow, "Don't you ever call me a liar again Nobody calls me that!"
He turned on his heel and again headed for the board doors.
"But Tom," I called after him, "you are lying." As he wheeled to face me, I said, "So punch me in the nose."
At this invitation, he twirled and sped through the board doors to safety, spatting over his shoulder, "I am not going to punch an old woman"; or maybe he said, "I am going to punch an old woman." I preferred the latter both rhetorically and actually. My ten grandchildren would be enchanted if a board attorney punched their granny in the nose and she lodged assault-and- battery charges against the legal firebrand. That punch would have assured my place in family legend for centuries to come. And it would have ended the Gonzalez firm's franchise on the board-attorney job.
Think of the fun to be had from the School Board attorney's
punching in the nose a woman the age of his mother. His sexist, ageist remark put all old ladies in the contemptible pile of women who had borne society's children, raised them, and sent them into the world to make it a better place. I wonder if his wife knows what contempt he has for old women, including her when she gets old. Such men turn to women closer their age in the teenage steno pool and desert the old wife.
Mr. Gonzalez spat out his contempt for all of us old women, who, he implied, should just roll over and die and not rebuke him for lying about two Professional Standards cases in the corrupt system of the ROSSAC characters bent on holding on to their power no matter the means, including the dicey counsel of Attorney Gonzalez, who plays fast and loose with the truth.
Tom probably drowned his rage in the chips and cola he regularly wolfs down on the podium during board discussions, objective correlative to his contempt for his job.
I may have to rat him out to Mother Gonzalez. No mother wants a son to act in such a contemptible, uncontrolled manner in the pursuit of his job in public.
In his board soliloquy of half-truths and outright lies, Tom tried to terrify Goader by pulling the rug out from under his reinstatement, saying Goader did not have to accept the Board's offer, that he could always demand a hearing before the board, meanwhile Gonzalez's never having delivered the summary statement of Goader's case that Ms. Cobbe, of Public Affairs, said he was authoring.
One wonders what takes the reluctant author so long on this page-long epistle. It is not The Divine Comedy.
I wish Goader would demand that hearing. It would be SRO. I would bring a bedroll. And then for a Cinderlla ending, Goader should mount a big, gaudy lawsuit against Gonzalez and the board.
The jury would make short shrift of Gonzalez and his board clients as the jury did in the Erwin whistle-blowing case. Average people know liars on the witness stand when they see them. The jury would catch on fast to the corrupt display of the foul behavior of the administration, board, and Special-ed imps of evil, not to mention the mendacious board attorney. The board and administration would be stripped of their prequisites of threatening to fire anybody who opposed them for being the vile malefactors they are in abusing their role as the guardians of the community's precious children.
Whatever happens, there is one old woman who lives on the
This August 11 display was coincident with Gonzalez's obscene method in the crucifixion of Mr. Irwin, whose court records show that Gonzalez played a major part in the Dr.- Lennard-and -thugs torture of Erwin, attempting to fire him and deprive him of his pension.
Beating up on the truth is still this board attorney's mode. He is too old and too small-minded to change.
The question is whether the current board members care or not that their attorney tells lies in constructing the board record for the community's bafflement, not its enlightenment, and whether he tries to blackmail a savaged teacher, one Steve Kemp aka Goader, in whose torture Gonzalez has played a major part.
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