I suppose it’s the kids who can make a rotten day great with a mere smile. The kids are much sharper at an earlier age than a generation ago. I’ve had these kids ask about DNA replication, constitutional law and physics. I’m talking primary school kids. They are independent minded and not afraid to ask questions. The local schools are giving a good return to the taxpayers.
The jam we find ourselves in, due in large part to rapid development in this part of the county, will not be solved by more progress. We will nevertheless promote more progress as the solution, causing more problems for us to solve later. The thing to do is to spend our resources on these amazing and wonderful little people who, if we are lucky, will still find this a nice enough place to live one day. As grownups, we are supposed to secure a decent future for the generations to come, not waste our time and theirs griping about how uncomfortable we are sleeping in the bed we made.
For the record, I don’t consider rap to be music but a form of poetry that I don’t care for. Every man of shopping age should carry a penknife to open those damnable plastic sealed wrappers. When you get one of those jars that makes the vein in your temple stick out and still it won’t open, hand it to your wife and she’ll twist it right off every time. And Jack in Seven Lakes makes the best pizza.
Kurt Sellers
West End
