I reckon the City figgered that no one would stand up to them.
That no one had the resources to fight them in court. That the local media would just roll over, keep quiet, not ask the wrong questions. That the press would keep repeating the City’s lies without much challenge. That the voters were too apathetic to upset the electoral applecart. That taxpayers would take their licks, and not squeal too loud.
And the City was right, mostly.
But the preservationists somehow mustered up the funds to mount a court challenge. And with that, the scales tipped.
What kind of a place are we where the rich exploit the weakness of the poor? Where bureaucrats pursue an agenda for the benefit of a few real estate speculators at the expense of the rest of the citizens? Where the major print medium comforts the comfortable and afflicts the afflicted?
What kind of people are we? What kind of people do we elect?
City government railroaded us. They bamboozled us. We got hornswoggled.
Right up to the last minute.
I’m looking forward to the court hearing on July 17. Should be fun.