Whitewater’s had a problem with occasional crowds, as at Spring Splash, and so now a few from the Old Guard are sure that yet another regulation on private property will bring a city of order, harmony, and smiling-faced residents.
They’re confident it’s the answer, relying on the old adage that the twelve thousand, four hundred, seventy-third time is the charm.
There are remarks in a local paper today from a university administrator, but I’ll leave them aside to see if anyone subsequently speaking on behalf of the university administration recognizes how telling – in an unfortunate way – they are.
Honest to goodness.
There will be more to say after one hears more.