QUID HAS HEARD that months after the 2017 local election, it’s a whole new world on the Aurora Public Schools Board of Education. On the Aurora City Council, not so much. Seems that the APS cabinet of nabobs has yet to censure anyone for pretending to be a decorated veteran or having earned yet another doctorate degree in numerology. That wasn’t the case just a year ago when the now-so-far-gone school boarder Eric Nelson took up space on the dais. Nelson became famous not only because he made up all kinds of things about his not-so-illustrious record, but his claim to fame grew as he refused to go away after being outed. So far, so good. But the entirely new slate of deciders are decidedly interested in wanting to know what’s going on. Last week, the newbies got cranky about hearing from a hack at this rag about big plans to make changes to who teaches teachers how to turn on the lights and computers in their classrooms. Seems this group wants to run the show instead of just providing circus laughs.
AND QUID HAS HEARD that across town at City Hall, a fresh slate of progressive winners to that board of deciders has so far been successful in pulling the conversation on the city council floor sharply to the left. There’s talk of things such as gay rights, protecting illegal immigrants and oil company regulations and all sorts of things that would’ve been quickly passed over just a few months ago. One thing that hasn’t changed, however, is that little prayer that opens up every meeting of the faithful and faithless looking for better zoning, fewer pot holes or faster greens on city golf courses. For years, the practice of prayer before pontification has been both controversial and benign. Your faithful scribe predicts that no one will care enough about strangers wishing for wisdom on the dais as deciders decide whether to keep the annual big fish contest at the Aurora reservoir or pray for snarky Councilman Charlie Richardson to fall victim to laryngitis until someone finally invites the deacon from a local Church of Satanists to come and say a a few words before the city’s wise acres.
AND THAT’S ALL THE NEWS THAT FITS.
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