To Know

Going as a clay pot this Halloween? Probably not. How ordinary after all. Commonplace. Seen one clay pot, seen ‘em all. But a clay pot disguised – and distinguished – as something special, valuable, coated say with a thin veneer of silver, now that’s sayin’ somethin’!

If you are the Deputy Mayor of Puyallup and your tenant conducts an illegal marijuana grow operation, are you liable? No.

If you receive a photo-enforcement notice of a traffic infraction in Lakewood and you, as the registered owner of the offending vehicle, allege you were not the driver, must you identify who was behind the wheel at the time of the photograph? No.

They were against it before they were for it.

As the month of this past February wound down, the Fife City Council was unanimously thumbs up in its opposition to new casinos. Now in recent days – almost exactly eight months later – gambling is A-OK if located in AAA-rated hotels.

A crack in a roof and a leaky government in which your money is used in the latter case to plug holes – holes mostly imagined, many holes government-created – are similar in both the damage done and the costliness of repairs and that only if you can find, after repeated and frustrated attempts, the infernal source.

With 420 million pornographic Internet pages – according to “Smart Freedom” by CareNet – littering “virtually every aspect of modern human life,” why do a handful of signs in Parkland “beckoning customers to a strip club using photos of scantily clad women” bother the Pierce County Council, member Jim McCune in particular?

For good reasons.

Because, quite simply, we’re not multitaskers.

In the days when service stations actually serviced customers by pumping their gas, I worked at one while attending college. Just not for very long – neither service station nor college. Too much going on at the same time for my simple mind to handle.