The Martin Chronicles was receiving emails and phone calls all day long about a long-reported issue in malfeasant Mayor Mike Martin's embattled Villa Hills. Surprisingly, this issue could actually prove to be pivotal as we are now at V(for VOTE)-minus 54 days and counting until the polls open on November 4.
So what is the issue? Many residents of the decidedly middle class section of Villa Hills known as Amsterdam Village are seething about the mismanaging Martin's failure to replace the now-missing sign at the entrance to their part of town.
As many of you probably recall, the original sign was damaged by a drunk driver many, many, many, many, many months ago. The sign sat in embarrassing disrepair for several months after the accident. Finally, Martin and his Administration Committee announced that they had received somewhere in the neighborhood of $15,000 dollars in an insurance settlement.
You most likely remember what happened next. The damaged sign was removed. And then, well, uh, err, absolutely nothing. The now-piled up lights that had been installed to illuminate the sign that served as the gateway to Amsterdam Village for well over thirty years have been all that remains on the site for the past few months.
Amsterdam Village residents are understandably upset. Many tell us they can't believe what they describe as a ridiculous delay. As they say, if Martin got his hands on an insurance check, what has he done with the money? Many suspect he has squandered it on more lawyers and legal actions or maybe used the money for the improvements that were done on the little-used park that happens to abut the backyards of City Council cronies Mary Koenig, Holly B. Menninger-Isenhour and Brian Wischer.
We have a different theory. You see, the miscreant Martin's voting base resided in Amsterdam Village in 2010. Amsterdam Village voters made the difference in Martin's 2010, razor-thin victory. So, we suspect Martin is preparing to assume the roll of "Pander Bear" with them in the hope that they will repeat their 2010 mistake in 2014.
How might that work? We will tell you. Flash forward to a sunny Saturday afternoon in mid-to-late October. Imagine a chest-beating Martin strutting around like a latter-day Benito Mussolini. The pint-sized potentate pulls back a sheet covering a brand-new sign at the entrance to Amsterdam Village while proudly (and phonily) proclaiming his deep love for the residents of Villa Hills.
Keep imaging-that is if you have the stomach for it. You may have Martin sycophants Dale and ($47.50 per taxpayer-funded hour bucket-headed bookkeeper) Cordelia Schaber, Tony Funklin and other civic club ass clown cronies serving up hot apple cider for the crowd. Hell, you can even imagine Martin's wife Janet parading their poor granddaughter through the crowd as a pathetic political prop.
Yeah, we know. The opinionated haters are going to call us "vile and disgusting" for offering up what they will say is a cynical prediction. But they are nothing more than Martin's useful idiots. Why? The events of the past several years have clearly demonstrated that there is no one more cynical than the miscreant Martin.
It's Martin who uses people like toilet paper and then flushes them away when he's finished with them.
