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Like I said, I'm no champion of snotty nosed little brats who complain when the state-subsidized education system put up for their own benefit actually chooses to function rather than declare a snow day. Heck, I've covered a few such brats in honey and left them lying chained to tent poles in the festering desert for the ants to find and consume, just like anybody else would.
Conversely, however, I am no champion of public officials who willingly put themselves into the public spotlight and then whine and complain or (even worse) file lawsuits when people contact them asking questions about the performance of their public duties. In cases like that, the usual rational sanction is to do the exact same thing as above, minus the honey, and instead staple their eyelids to their foreheads so when the sun rises their eyeballs bleed with the blinding exposure to the light.
Finally, we don't really know what happened here. It could have been a whiney little snotnosed brat, or it could have been a public official's wife delivering an unprovoked harangue over the phone. Or it could have been a bit of both.
In the absence of any real proof either way, we're going to have to suspend full judgment and let cooler heads prevail, perhaps by burying both of them up to their necks in sand in the desert and letting the coyotes use them as scenting posts with their pee.
Conversely, however, I am no champion of public officials who willingly put themselves into the public spotlight and then whine and complain or (even worse) file lawsuits when people contact them asking questions about the performance of their public duties. In cases like that, the usual rational sanction is to do the exact same thing as above, minus the honey, and instead staple their eyelids to their foreheads so when the sun rises their eyeballs bleed with the blinding exposure to the light.
Finally, we don't really know what happened here. It could have been a whiney little snotnosed brat, or it could have been a public official's wife delivering an unprovoked harangue over the phone. Or it could have been a bit of both.
In the absence of any real proof either way, we're going to have to suspend full judgment and let cooler heads prevail, perhaps by burying both of them up to their necks in sand in the desert and letting the coyotes use them as scenting posts with their pee.
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