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Cranky

This morning in hyperlocal news:
  • There's snow on our lawn chairs but not on the patio.
  • We are out of bananas.
  • The amount of snow which causes a two-hour delay is different in March than it is in December.
  • I think my hair is thinning.
In short, the only way out of bed this morning appears to have been the wrong side.

Yesterday one of the candidates for the Board of Education did something which spoke volumes about what kind of a board member they would be. I'm not going to get into detail here but I will say that I hope that all the candidates truly understand that this election should not be an exercise in political "business as usual." If people get the feeling that the new candidates are no different than the old, what reason will they have to turn out and vote at all?

There are some excellent people running. Take the time to check them out. Mark your calendars for the League of Women Voters event:

The League of Women Voters of Howard County invites you to join us on March 19, 2016, from 1-5 p.m., for our Candidates’ Forum with Howard County’s candidates for the Board of Education and the U.S. House of Representatives. The forum will be held in the Banneker Room in the George Howard Building at 3430 Court House Drive, Ellicott City, 21043. The event will be available via live streaming at http://cc.howardcountymd.gov/online-tools/watch-us. The forum will also be rebroadcast on Howard County Government Television (GTV) channel 44 on Verizon and channel 99 on Comcast.


A special shout-out to the League for their commitment to engaging citizens in the political process, educating voters, and continuing to provide their well-run community forums year after year.
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A postscript on today's post:
People make mistakes. People learn from their mistakes. We'll see what happens from here on out. I urge you to get educated and make up your own mind.

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