Law enforcement is killing me
– not
When I wrote for the old San Benito Sun in Hollister the most
hate mail I received is when I said you could get away with murder
in Hollister. Not of course if you were poor but if you’re rich.
Now even San Benito County Sheriff Curtis Hill and San Benito
County District Attorney Candace Hooper have made it official: you
can get away with murder in Hollister.
Law enforcement is killing me – not
When I wrote for the old San Benito Sun in Hollister the most hate mail I received is when I said you could get away with murder in Hollister. Not of course if you were poor but if you’re rich. Now even San Benito County Sheriff Curtis Hill and San Benito County District Attorney Candace Hooper have made it official: you can get away with murder in Hollister.
Both are against prosecuting the shooter who killed Robert Barraza of Hollister. To the Barraza family it is quite clear young Robert doesn’t mean a thing to the sheriff and the district attorney because in Hollister you can get away with murder. Dum dee dumb dumb.
Professor Irwin Corey just turned 94. The first time Nancy and I saw the famed comedian was at the Hungry I in North Beach of San Francisco in 1958. He was the funniest comedian since Henny Youngman, dressed in his oversized professorial cap and gown and long wooden pointer. It was the first time I heard one of the best lines ever. Professor Corey said we should not ban guns. Oh, no. We should just ban the bullets. To hell with Obama. Professor Irwin Corey for president.
I had tickets to go to China as I understand dog meat is featured on restaurant menus. But during the Olympics the Chinese government has banned restaurants from serving chop Fido suey. Aye chee waa waa.
When that Christian motorcycle gang was busted here the neighbors said it was about time as they were having a hard time telling the difference between Christian motorcycle gangs and non-Christian gangs. Booze and lots of young girls. But perhaps the booze was for baptizing the sweet innocents.
Hooray to Lupe Mata for exposing those parents who attend Little League only to set the worst example for their kids, other kids and at the same time exposing their stupidity which borders on child abuse. I was lucky when I grew up in Hollister as we lived near the empty lot near Sacred Heart where almost every evening before dinner a bunch of guys and girls would play ball with no parents, no coaches or any “adult” supervision. Somehow we had a great time with no uniforms or authorized gear and we learned to win and to lose in a sportsmanlike way and we didn’t stand in line at the end to shake hands. Best of all, we came out better human beings without adults getting in the way. We didn’t want to be professionals but just kids.
The games always ended when at least a third or fourth mother yelled, “Bobby, time for dinner,” “Gordon, it’s dinner time,” “Dougie, your dinner’s getting cold” or the always dreaded “get your arse home or your father’s gonna whip you.” Coming, mother.
Loved those parents suing Fisher Price toys for their Dora the Explorer walkie talkie. They could hear truck drivers using foul language some 275 miles away. On a good day a $1,000 walkie talkie set can’t get anything clearer than John Edwards’ apology a few miles down the road. While the parents were in shock I think it’s the truck drivers who should be shocked. They paid hundreds of dollars for their walkie talkies but a $10 toy is picking up sounds as far as 275 miles away.
Answer to last week’s quick quiz: Charles Durning’s second Oscar nomination was in Mel Brooks’ “To Be or Not To Be.” When I went to his star ceremony I was happy to applaud Ed Begley Jr., the only true greenie I know. Unlike Al Gore and his mansion which could power all of San Benito County and Trixie LaRue’s adult toy collection, he is sincere. It is said he even powers his toaster by riding his bike. Quick quiz: Ed Begley Jr.’s father’s name … Too easy? Well, then for what movie did Ed Begley Jr.’s father win the Oscar?
Crime fighting in Los Angeles is almost as funny as it is in Hollister. Here they are banning fast food from South Central. Oops! I mean South Los Angeles as two years ago in order to curb crime in South Central they decided to change the name of so much notoriety. That, of course, didn’t help so now they think banning fast food will. Wait a minute. If you were a cop in South Central … I mean South L.A. … wouldn’t you rather run after some fat slob of a gang-banger than a lean cuisine teen? Aye chee waa waa.
