Monday, April 9, 2007

SOLD!

As predicted, the City has handed over the leases of Turtle Kraals and Half Shell Rawbar to Cay Clubs. Gone, under our noses and not a peep was heard from anybody. From Keynoter,
“Who is Cay Clubs?” Commissioner Harry Bethel asked. “I don't have any names. I don't know who the players are,” he added.

Amazing really, I guess Mr Bethel thinks the Internets Tubes are too complicated for him. A simple typing in of Cayclubs.com will give you all the players listed in alphabetical order.
City Attorney Shawn Smith conceded these were legitimate concerns.

Commissioner Bill Verge responded to public input that advised the commissioners to be wary of incremental changes in development, along with the dangers of pandering to wealthy tourists.

“Life changes,” Verge said. “I have a lot more gray hair but there is nothing I can do about it.”

Well no Bill, there's nothing you can do about it now, its a done deal. How did these idiots ever get into office? We simply must get rid of these dusty old fossils and get some intelligent, forward thinking people in government. Hey a girl can dream ok. It amazes me to think that these people cannot even use the most basic of office equipment.

They also, judging from their complete and utter lack of awareness as to what is happening around them, have zero interpersonal skills. I am thinking something along the lines of, "Hey (insert secretary/janitor name here), what's this CAY CLUBS business I keep hearing about?" How freakin' hard is that?

FYI, here are a few 'affiliated companies' of Cay Clubs.

The Real Estate Company of the Florida Keys
Tranquility Bay
The Singh Company

None of the City Commissioners knew this? Hello? Wake-up you bloody morons!

1 comment:

madjacks of key west said...

Greetings from the Hill

Thirty three years enjoying
sunrises over Solaris Hill.

Dumbass politicians too stupid
to visit the site of
Dale McDonald....
in the Florida Archives

Silly bitches like Ginny Stone
representing the Walshes.
The Twisted Turbin
buys his stooges home.

" Seems fine to me "
says Harry in arrears
to Silly Willi
and Doctor Cooper gets drunk.

The Spottswoods put up
an ugly barrier concrete wall.

Fuck them all...
we have imported labour,
ask Mark Howell.