You don’t bring us bagels……. anymore. Lake Peekskill Improvement District Meeting March 21, 2009
I love meetings.
Thanks Patty for the acknowledgement of my posts. I haven’t mastered your art of rapid fire reportage. It still takes me a couple of days to get the reports out. I disagree with your comment about Priscilla’s clothes. She wears blue jeans with a blouse to meetings sometimes, as if she is like the rest of us, and I appreciate the connection. I remember when the Carmelo crew started the suit thing, and I have never cared for it. The flannel shirt/blue jean board seemed more diligent.
Anyway, the LPID meeting was Saturday at Town Hall, not at our community center. Bob Tendy was dressed “casually” but sat in his chair above us, like the king. He was not as mean as he had been at the board meetings, but he was dismissive nonetheless.
There were a few people there – five residents. Priscilla was there. He didn’t invite her onto the dais with him. Skip, and another non-resident.
He talked about the $15,000 pork (earmark) that Vinnie Leibell got for the Singers Beach monument. Times are tough right now, and [...]
SHOOTOUT AT THE OK CORRAL
SHOOT-OUT AT THE OK CORRAL – OREGON CORNERS MANIFESTO
Putnam Valley- Yesterday was April Fool’s Day and in honor of that event, I attended a public hearing at town hall regarding Supervisor Tendy’s plan and vision for Oregon Corners. ( First a disclaimer: This report represents my own personal opinion and comments on what took place).
Bully Bob, as he is affectionately known, was in rare, alpha male form, as he took over the show without a word of protest from the other elected members of the board. As the supervisor’s bizarre, sociopathic behavior becomes more pronounced, it seems that the council people are reluctant to challenge even his more outrageous antics and attacks on the public. It is no wonder that those of us who are critical of the Tendy regime have had to resort to blogging and letter writing to express our opinions. The live meetings have become the modern day equivalent of the bloodsport at the Roman Coliseum, with the hapless citizen trying to publicly comment being thrown to the lions to be ripped apart by Mr. Tendy.
I arrived at town hall just before 7 p.m. where there was some sort of meeting taking place [...]