You could count on the fingers of one hand the number of times I've agreed with Art Betke. For those playing along at home, this would be it.
Wednesday morning, for only the second time this past winter (it's now spring, by the way), graders came through to clear out the back alley.
The city was more than content to allow our neighbourhood streets and alleys to dissolve into an apocalyptic hell-scape or perhaps an extraterrestrial vehicle test range for NASA, but now with snow and ice being barely perceptible, now they decide it's nice enough, let's take the hardware for a ride.
Perhaps stop at Diary Queen on the way home for a treat.
The roads, which are now starting to clear off with thanks, I guess, to global warming, remain untouched despite the assurances of the city's master plan, published in this very newspaper.
Perhaps mayor and council should read it some time, though something tells me, their streets didn't suffer the way the rest of ours did.
Or perhaps they like snow berms, right Mr. Skakun?
It adds that little touch of Vegas to the morning commute. "Let's see, do I feel lucky sticking my car's nose into the street?"
Prince George city council has basically three jobs: keep the grass cut on the ball diamonds, make sure the garbage gets picked up and keep the streets clear of snow.
If they can't handle that with their budget, perhaps they ought to consider another line of work. I for one know where we could save a cool million or two.
I can't wait for Hannah Wilkins' petition.
I'll probably camp out overnight to sign it, because something tells me there's going to be a long line.
Ray Tracy
Prince George
