September 23, 1996 in Nation/World

Mine Opponent Loses Any Claim On Credibility

D.F. Oliveria The Spokesman-Revi
 

Some people will do anything to attract media attention. Take Kevin Wunrow, for example. (Ple-e-e-ase.) While organizing a Sandpoint march against ASARCO’s proposed Montana mine, Kevin fibbed that singer Emmylou Harris would be there. She wasn’t. Then, he told the S-R that President Clinton and his sidekick, Al Gore, would appear. They didn’t - unless they were disguised as state Sen. Tim Tucker, D-Porthill, and congressional wannabe Walt Minnick. Then, Wunrow & Co. were predicting 2,000 people would join them. Two hundred did. Next time Kevin wants media coverage, he should try dressing up as a giant carrot.

The ol’ nag

At CdA High last week, the student P.A. announcer offered a candy bar to the first inmate who brought him a picture of “Mom.” But Mr. P.A. announcer refused to pay up when a senior brought him a photo of a horse. (For a Snickers, I won’t name names.) … Did you know that for two decades the Coeur d’Alene Planning and Zoning Commission has been chaired by men formerly from Wallace? So says Starr Kelso. Starr, Jim Bellamy and current chairman John Bruning all share Wallace roots. So, asked I irreverently, why doesn’t CdA have cathouses? Replied Starr without missing a beat: “We don’t call them that over here.” Hmmm. … Overheard at Sta-Fit: Son: “Dad, were you ticklish when you were a boy?” Dad: “I’m still ticklish.” Son: “I didn’t know that men stayed ticklish when they grew up.” Who said we ever grow up?

Dem bones, dem bones

On an overnight trip to the Clark Fork Field Campus, sixth-graders were impressed by a lecture on wildlife, complete with animal bones and skulls. So much so that the youngsters foraged for bones when they were turned loose for a hike. And they found them. The excited kids returned with armloads of elk bones, which the caretaker collected - and carefully took back to their resting places in a nature trail interpretive display. … Rollin Putzier, a Democratic candidate for Kootenai County commissioner, and his asthmatic wife don’t like grass-field smoke - particularly when it’s coming from his neighbor’s WHEAT fields. … “I guess we could grow marijuana and then nobody would complain about the smoke,” groused a grass grower on the Coeur d’Alene Indian Reservation last week. Or he could check to see which way the wind is blowing.

In over his head

A teary outburst by a Borah Elementary School third-grader disrupted math studies recently. Seems the youngster just couldn’t take it any more. Between sobs, he moaned: “I don’t belong here.” Sometimes, I feel that way after a long week in the Ivory Tower. But this tyke really didn’t belong there. He was a second-grader. During his transfer to Borah, a paperwork foul-up had promoted him to third grade, where logarithms terrorized him. Principal Joel Palmer and his capable staff rode to the rescue.

Huckleberries

Richard Vedder offered a sober observation in the Sept. 4 Wall Street Journal: “Government workers collected more sick pay in 1992 than all employees in the private sector.” The ratio of private employees to government workers? Five to one. So much for your tax dollar at work. … Davis Donuts caught my attention twice last week with its readerboard philosophy: “Death and taxes are always with us. But death at least never gets any worse.” And … “It is wise to remember that you are one of those who can be fooled some of the time.” … Then there was the bumpersnicker on a turquoise Grand Am, with a Red Hot Mama at the wheel, that cruised past me on I-90 Wednesday: “Cowboy butts drive me nuts.” Giddyup.

Parting shot

Can’t understand the mixed message offered at the recent national coed softball tournament here. On one hand, banners promoting Budweiser festooned Ramsey Park fences. On the other hand, Ramsey and all city parks are booze-free zones. Anyone?

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