Brace yourself. It's time to breathe in a rich lungful of grease and watch the largest white trash extravaganza in the country invade Harry Truman's neighborhood. How patriotic. Seriously, one can only dream of a Labor Day weekend of peace and tranquility (unless you're willing to leave town). In the last 20 years, I've gotten out more than a few times while the getting was good. Now, if all these Chamber types lived anywhere near here, would they possibly have an aversion to wall to wall (bad) music, toothless revelers, and don't forget the smell of funnel cakes and all other manner of foodstuffs on the diabetes 2 forbidden food list? Let's not forget the Examiner's hard-hitting brand of journalism this week featuring a front page story about the ten favorite foods of Santa-Caligon. . . Forget about unemployment, crumbling infrastructure, crappy mass transit and a rash of foreclosures here on the north side - have a funnel cake and a lemon freeze! Why worry?
Just to be clear, I'm not opposed to a festival on the Independence Square. I am opposed to a carnival that brings tons of crime and the need for extra police protection all in the name of profits for the Chamber. Can we aspire to a better event, like the Irish Fest, maybe? Do we really have to cater to the lowest common denominator? This festival used to mean something historic in the community. It's unfortunately morphed into an orgy of bad food and entertainment all in the name of the almighty dollar. Anyway, I think the crowds are dwindling from previous years and eventually this cockroach on the pie of square progress will die a quiet death. Until then, yipee-yo-kay-yea motherfuckers!
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