Sunday, December 06. 2015

I read something very funny this morning.

Nothing from the wide area of South Central Kansas. Something very near home.

The County Seat city council is up in arms – against the Sheriff’s Dept. The council is mad because the Sheriff’s office isn’t writing tickets. At least enough of them to satisfy the Council.

The Council figures that paying the Sheriff’s Dept a quarter million a year means that they can dictate to the Dept a quota for tickets issued inside the city limits, I suppose.

The Sheriff said that issuing tickets and summons’ within the city limits wasn’t the sum total of the Dept’s functions. They (the Dept) was busy doing law enforcement and investigative functions throughout the county.

Right now, the council said, the local dog catcher was issuing summons and ticket – for which he has no proper authority.

I did gain the impression that a council member was not happy that he could not cow the Sheriff’s, or his officers, and that the council member could not, really, affect the local populous with fear and loathing.

Too bad there isn’t a test for that type thinking for candidates before we elect the suckers. The really sad part of the story is going to be, I suppose, that the council member concerned will not be happy until he either gets a city cop (outside the Sheriff’s Dept) or he get the Sheriff to station a full time Deputy in the city (which, basically, they now do but who, evidently, does not issue sufficient tickets and summons).


From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

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User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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