I believe I need to clear a bit of the confusion of a recent statement I made.
Retirement sucks. I am now Back at work, with a steady income and a broader outlook on life. Its a big world out there beyond the Basin.That bigger world has changed my perspective.
Twentynine Palms is a lost cause my friends. It is dying on the vine. A dead end town at the end of the road. It is time I throw in the towel, sell out and move on.
At some point in your life you have to come to the conclusion that you are beating your head into a wall. Cleaning up the politics of 29 Palms is one of those cases. Its better I should toss acid it my own face to bring change to the landscape than by typing a 100 million words for a million days in hopes I would be able to clean up one thing about this dirty little Phoenix City.
I can see that no matter how hard we try or how stalwart we stand together, hoping to change the witches brew that boils at 29 Palms city hall, we continue to lose ground. We vote good people in and they are soon added to the stinking boiling cauldron to be melted away into a homogeneous bubbling bucket of vomit we call city government. It does not matter who we send. We can send a thousand good men and women into city hall, they all will eventually be consumed by the corruption that is, 29 Palms Politics.
I have found that there is a huge world out there folks. A world that has left 29 Palms way behind in the dust. Twentynine is so 1930s in its politics.
29 Palms barely beats out Adelanto, Needles or Trona as the County’s biggest armpit. When folks in the County Seat think of a ghost town, the name Twentynine Palms comes to their minds.
Ever wonder why good potential leaders always leave us? Simple they see the futility of it all. Folks that have left, tell us of brighter days and a cornucopia of opportunities just waiting across the deep blue waters of the Colorado or over the edge, below the clouds and beyond the Western Mountains. These things called Jobs await the pilgrim that wonders beyond the Valley Floor. Opportunity beckons the souls that leave the Basin.
If I were a graduating youth or a man with a young family, I would pack all my worldly goods on the back of my wagon and slap leather for greener pastures. While the town is not dead yet, opportunity is at very best very limited. It’s a great place to hospice waiting for the undertaker.
It is not to say that some folks have got this place wrapped up around their short and curlys. For years a chosen few have been slapping the ass of Twentynine Palms and riding the Taxpayer like a Hollywood Porn Star.
You might ask, am I out of the blogging business? NO, an emphatic NO!! I WILL blog on any issues that still interest me especially issues that I have a solid chance of making an impact on. Changing the economic realities or the political climate of Twentynine Palms is a pipe dream. I refuse to waste my energy on trying to clean up a cesspool.
So rock on folks The Blog is open for business, Others can take up the banner.
I am personally just narrowing my aim and retuning my objectives.
Cactus thorns continues to thrive. Plenty of opportunity for a well written blogger looking for a wider audience.