Remember The Little Girl From Poltergeist?

Well, "they're back..." Got another derogatory piece of claptrap in the mail today attempting to malign the public service record of mayoral candidate Bill Foster. This time it is underwritten by the world renowned Citizens Speaking Out Committee, Inc. I'm sure you've heard of them... They are the first cousins to that other infamous political action group, Committee For Responsible Representation, Inc., the presenters of yesterday's flirtation with half-truths. With any luck I'll probably receive in tomorrow's mail another piece of similar file 13 rubbish from their third cousins, twice removed: The People's Committee Up In Arms That There Is Crabgrass In The Cracks Of The City Sidewalks. I'm only surmising here, but I'm guessing that there toils away in a darken corner of some dingy campaign office, a lone, disheveled individual whose sole responsibility is to dream up names for these political action committees. That must be the most pressing and arduous task, as presenting any information that is even close to being factual appears to be of little importance. Why everyone knows who practices dirty politics, "Why tell the truth when a lie will suffice?"

This particular type of trash reminds me the occasional piece of mail one receives that comes in an official looking envelope, like from some top-level government agency, and is marked "Time Sensitive," and if you don't open it right away three guys in a nondescript sedan with blacked-out windows will appear in the middle of the night and haul you, your family and your dog off to some God-forsaken place like Rhode Island, never to be heard from again. With great consternation and trepidation you immediately rip open the envelope only to discover that it is some out of state company wishing to award you a five percent discount if you allow them to put aluminum siding on your house.

Here's the bottom line, folks... Any time you see a political advertisement that opens with the words "Official Record" or "Here's The Truth About," and you can't immediately identify who the sender is and what axe he, she or they have to grind, it is neither "official" nor the "truth" about anything. If the sender doesn't have enough guts to put their real name(s) on the document and chooses instead to resort to hiding behind some fictitious, high-sounding name like the Committee To Ban Cowbells From Rays Baseball Games, then do yourself a favor; cut the card stock into one by one inch pieces and use them to pick your teeth. At least that way the trees that were felled to produce the slanderous piece of litter will not have died in vain and the Committee To Permit Only Kentucky Fried Chicken To Be Served At Tailgate Parties will be greatly appreciative.

Vote for Bill Foster for Mayor on this coming Monday, September 1st. Enough said...