A Reverie On Ralph

That dear, dear Ralph.

That small, grey man, with small, grey desires; slightly bent physically, spiritually somewhat more so.

What have you gotten up to now?

We have just heard from the Pieman that the councilmen's debate, sparsely attended though it may have been, almost didn't take place at all.

It seems that Ralph contacted the charming and delightful Ms Kathy Finnerty at the school business office to object to the use of the elementary school auditorium.

Why would Ralph choose to do such a thing?

Perhaps his reflexive desire to keep the electorate ignorant of anything and everything got the better of him.

After all Ralph, rats and roaches all do their best work in the dark.

But perhaps I am too harsh.

Is it Ralph's fault that he is so unlovable and thus so unloved?

Probably it is.

But we must all do what we can to give him one more shot at redemption.

The next time that you see Ralph, give him a hug, lean in close and whisper "God loves you, even if no-one else can."

The Uncle Throws His Head Into The Ring

Ralph Caruso, the aging don (oops, dean) of Woodbury politics, somehow forgot, once again, to put up a candidate to run for Supervisor.

Doesn't he realize how being ignored in such a way must hurt John Burke's feelings?

And so, out of respect for Big John and the office that he holds so tenaciously, the Uncle has agreed to run as a write-in candidate.

So write in Uncle Betty for Supervisor.

Do it for John.

Won't that make Burke's inevitable victory so much the sweeter?