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Monday, October 31, 2005

Two Bloggers Of a Mind

Kilo over at Spark It Up! , who should be dead about now as a result of his horrific rollover accident, came out swinging (I think his health is returning) when he read that our most popular - and most deceitful - governor in history has contributed monetarily to the revitalization of Southwest Virginia by donating taxpayer dollars to an "artisan center."

NOOOO!!! Not this same old crap. Rick Boucher should of came along too and announced that a call center will placed beside the new arts center. Geeesh... We in SWVA got tossed a bone. It will be a failure and most people know this. While they are building the arts center, people here in SWVA do not have drinking water. 2005 and still no running water. This tourism crap helps my area very little. 3.1 million to help people get water, or fix schools would be better. Heck, give us broadband!

As usual, we got tossed a bone, and we here in SWVA will bend over and take it........ (link)
The drinking water comment has to do with the fact that much of Southwest Virginia has no potable water or water treatment facilities. In fact, a serious problem exists - one that Warner and Boucher choose to ignore - with drinking water in parts of Southwest being unfit to drink. But news conferences relating to drinking water - and high infant mortality rates - don't make headlines. Silly notions about "the arts" in Appalachia do.

The article to which Kilo is referring can be found here. It includes the usual airheaded comments about that which will be ... someday, just you wait and see.

Gov. Mark Warner wants to get people off Interstate 81 and into the hills of Southwest Virginia to see and buy the region’s arts and crafts.

That’s why on Thursday he awarded the town a $3.1 million grant to build the Southwest Virginia Artisan Center.

"While the facility is sitting here in Abingdon and Washington County, it isn’t just for (the two localities) but for all of Southwest Virginia," the governor said. "This will be a gateway to the great Southwest and a jumping-off point" for tourism.
I'll be posting my endorsement in the governor's race in a few days. In the meantime, I'll give you an idea of what my thoughts are when I read fatuousness like this. Our governor wants us all to learn how to weave Indian rugs and wear native costume while doing it. Our Congressman thinks the construction of a music center - and learning to play the banjo - will create jobs. My representative to the House of Delegates is on the tourism bandwagon by proposing to rename a road.

What do these politicians have in common? Besides the moronic notion that northerners on their way to West Palm Beach are going to drive into Washington County, Virginia to buy a potted plant from the local yokel? They are all Democrats.

Democrats have been in charge of Southwest Virginia since the dawn of creation and there are folks in parts of Scott County, Virginia in 2005 who can't drink their water because there are turds floating in it, and our politicians - Democrats all - think our road to salvation is in baking cookies, singing Ol' Black Joe while strummin' the five-string, and painting pastoral scenes on crossbuck sawblades for the cultured classes. This strategy hasn't succeeded in all the years it's been tried. The area is replete with abandoned arts and crafts shops. Storefronts as vacant as is the mindset that propels such notions.

We need employers, fellas. Not Manhattanites who stop by to rub elbows with the unwashed as they're letting their leashed terriers pee on the property. Mack Truck and Ethan Allen announce massive layoffs of respectably well-paid workers and our governor responds with happy horse pucky about tourism. A "gateway." A "jumping-off point."

It's a jumping-off point all right. For the hundreds of former citizens of Southwest Virginia who have given up on ever finding gainful employment here and who don't want their children having to drink contaminated water and who refuse to dress up like a Cherokee Indian or Robert E Lee in order to feed the kids and who don't have to turn to lowlife politicians, with hat in hand, hoping for a handout; who pack their bags, drive through the governor's "gateway," and head north. Forever.

Thanks, Kilo.