Water, water … not everywhere
No one is talking out loud about it.
There might need to be some difficult choices made when it comes to wasting of water.
Are we running out? No. The city of Amarillo is drilling wells. It’s tapping into groundwater supplies that will take pressure off the use of surface water coming from Lake Meredith, which also quenches the thirst of Lubbock, which has even more residents than Amarillo.
But when I drive around the city, particularly in the pre-dawn period on most workdays, I am stunned at the amount of water I see being wasted by commercial watering operations. Broken sprinkler heads dump water into the streets. Businesses — and, yes, even a few private residences — feature irrigation systems that aren’t working properly.
Is anyone paying attention? Many of the business owners and homeowners aren’t. City public utility enforcers need to get with the program more than they are at the moment.
With some motorists reeling over the city’s get-tough policy on red-light runners, it is getting to be time to create some heartburn among business owners who don’t fix their sprinkler systems.
This water supply of ours isn’t infinite.
Lame answer to lame duck matter
Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin has been taking some well-earned broadsides over her idiotic decision to quit her office.
She said she didn’t want to become a “lame duck.”
OK. The 22nd Amendment to the U.S. Constitution confers lame-duck status on presidents the moment they’re re-elected to a second term. Did she consider President Bush a mere “lame duck” when voters re-elected him in 2004? I think not.
Palin’s excuse was that she didn’t want to fall into the trap that grabs lame ducks. She could have said she’d just stay on do her job. But no-o-o-o. She branded herself a quitter.
Many of us in the Lower 48 are still trying to figure out what went through her mind when she decided to give up on this office, causing all the chatter among political junkies. She might not yet know herself. Perhaps she’ll make it up as she goes along.
I am reminded, however, of another approach to this lame duck matter. A one-time lawman back in Oregon was appointed in 1982 to a sheriff’s position after the incumbent got himself into an ethical bind. The sheriff quit, forcing the county commissioners to appoint the new top man to serve out the remainder of the former sheriff’s term. The new guy, Bill Brooks, then announced immediately he would run for election in Clackamas County, Ore. His reason? “If I don’t, then I become a lame duck and people will try to bulldoze things past me,” he told me, “and I don’t bulldoze worth a (bleep).”
Signs, signs everywhere

Don’t forget the Panhandle
Palin earns new title: quitter
It’s not just the sex, governor
South Carolina Gov. Mark Sanford’s affair with an Argentine woman continues to make waves in U.S. political circles.
But it’s not the sex that matters.
Sanford’s major mistake was to abandon his post as governor. He vaporized, lied to his staff, which then misled the public unintentionally as to his whereabouts, only to be revealed as being in Argentina.
The Republican governor’s sexual misdeed is bad enough. He has proclaimed himself to be a born-again Christian. He excoriated a one-time president, Bill Clinton, for his own transgressions and then lying about it. Sanford has held himself up as a paragon of virtue; he now stands before us as a major-league hypocrite.
But the real problem with Sanford now is that he has to explain how he can continue to govern when he has demonstrated an ability to walk away from his job — and then reportedly spend public money to help pay for his romantic misadventure.
If it were me, I couldn’t look at myself in the mirror, let alone ask my constituents to keep paying my salary.
Al Sharpton, frontrunner
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Why did the goose cross the road?
The world has no shortage of Canada geese.
A recent letter to the editor complained about how Amarillo Animal Control officers sought to round up the feathered visitors near Duniven Lake, between Olsen Boulevard and Interstate 40. Seems the geese are congregating there lately.
A couple of days later, I was driving east on Olsen when, lo and behold, I had to stop to allow about three dozen geese to cross the street. Among the birds were several goslings not yet big enough to fly.
I was heartened to see other motorists yielding to the birds as well.
But the sight of the birds did bring to mind the complaint that the letter writer made, which basically was: What were the Animal Control officers thinking? You can’t round up these birds, which aren’t domesticated.
Frankly, I don’t mind slowing — or even stopping — for these birds. It gives me a nice diversion from the hustle and bustle of getting somewhere.



