Hiatus Inspired Declaration of Emergency
Three days after walking off of the job at the Rock Pile that was the Executive Inn, Klenck Construction has been hired by Mayor Weinzapfel and the City of Evansville to finish the job. Both parties anticipate that a contract agreement can be reached on Monday and approved at the next meeting of the Evansville Redevelopment Commission on Tuesday. The certainty that the full taxing authority of the City of Evansville is backing the forthcoming contract was enough to get Klenck to agree to return to the Rock Pile. It is estimated that he remainder of the removal of the rubble will take about 3 weeks of work.
Rock me gently, rock me slowly . . . baby, baby, rock me gently, rock me slowly; take it easy don’t you know, that I have never been paid like this before . . . . . ..
Sounds like “Screw the taxpayers of Evansville gently” is more like it…
“JOHNNY TAKES THE BAT”
“JOHNNY TAKES THE BAT”
The Outlook wasn’t brilliant for the Evansville nine that day:
The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play.
And then when Della died at first, and Cinbad did the same,
A sickly silence fell upon the patrons of the game.
There was ease in Johnny’s
manner as he stepped into his place;
There was pride in Johnny’s bearing and a smile on Johnny’s face.
And when, responding to the cheers, he lightly doffed his hat,
No stranger in the crowd could doubt ’twas Johnny at the bat.
Ten thousand eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands with dirt;
Five thousand tongues applauded when he wiped them on his shirt.
Then while the writhing pitcher ground the ball into his hip,
Defiance gleamed in Johnny’s eye, a sneer curled Johnny’s lip.
And now the leather-covered sphere came hurtling through the air,
And Johnny stood a-watching it in haughty grandeur there.
Close by the sturdy batsman the ball unheeded sped-
“That ain’t my style,” said Johnny. “Strike one,” the umpire said.
(Browning Investments)
With a smile of Christian charity great Johnny’s visage shone;
He stilled the rising tumult; he bade the game go on;
He signaled to the pitcher, and once more the spheroid flew;
But Johnny still ignored it, and the umpire said, “Strike two.”
(Woodruff Hospitality)
“Fraud!” cried the maddened thousands, and echo answered fraud;
But one scornful look from Johnny and the audience was awed.
They saw his face grow stern and cold, they saw his muscles strain,
And they knew that Johnny wouldn’t let that ball go by again.
The sneer is gone from Johnny’s lip, his teeth are clenched in hate;
He pounds with cruel violence his bat upon the plate.
And now the pitcher holds the ball, and now he lets it go,
And now the air is shattered by the force of Johnny’s blow.
(Klenk walks off the job)
Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright;
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light,
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout;
But there is no joy in Evansville – mighty Johnny has struck out. …
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Credit to: “Casey at the Bat”
by Ernest Lawrence Thayer, from which excerpts and paraphrases were derived.
For your entertainment, & IMHO
Anyone else notice from the pictures on the Courier that the pile of rubble yet to be hauled away is absent of all the structural steel (recyclables $$$) all that appears to be remaining is the concrete embedded re-bar which Klenck will have to pay someone to take.
JMHO
Very nice Mr. Geek.
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