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Monday, March 13, 2006

Job Opportunity!


Buried in a small snippet of the County Roundup in the March 12 Tribune, a tiny story that, for reasons that passeth understanding, didn’t make the front page:


“The District Attorney’s Office will not investigate a 1999 contract that the Los Osos Community Services District claims was potentially criminal because a statute of limitations has run out.


San Luis Obispo Chief Deputy District Attorney Steve Brown said there is an exemption to the statute if the alleged problems were recently discovered, but this contract was known to the board for many years. [I presume he means the old CSD Board?)]


Brown added that while his office didn’t do a full investigation, the preliminary analysis of the contract ’found no fraudulent intent.’


In December, the services district alerted the district attorney to alleged irregularities in a contract between the district and Montgomery Watson Harza, the engineering firm that designed the town’s failed sewer project.


The district placed administrative secretary Karen Vega on leave in January, claiming there was “potential criminal liability in how she oversaw the contract. She returned to work last week.”


If you recall, the original issue was this: Former CSD manager signed a contract with Montgomery Watson Harza several weeks before he was hired and weeks before the (old) CSD voted to authorize the contract and payment or anything else. Naturally, being a Tribune story, I don’t think any members of the old board were interviewed to find out what they know about this. As for me, I figured that Mr. Buel had invented a time machine and accidentally set the dials wrong when he was signing the contract. And Vega wasn’t aware Buel was in a time machine, so assumed he’d already been hired and so was authorized to sign anything on behalf of the CSD. And as for the full board not even voting on it as an agenda item to authorize both the signature and spending, well, hell, why quibble bout little stuff like that. So long as they didn’t have any “fraudulent intent,” what’s wrong with shuffling around CSD procedures: Sign and Spend first, vote on it all much later. So much easier that way.


So, I can say that getting the DA’s approval that signing contracts without authorization is really good news for me! I’m gonna start up a new business: CONTRACTS-R-MOI! You want a contract for millions of dollars signed, come see me. For a modest fee, I’ll sign it. I will have no “fraudulent intent” in my heart – Hey, I’m just a nice lady helping out a friend – so whatever I’m signing won’t be illegal.


So, Ernie Dalidio, come on down! If the City refuses to sign that development deal with you, I will! It doesn’t matter that I’m not authorized by the city to sign a parking ticket, let along some kind of development deal worth millions. That minor little detail will only be a civil matter, so sue me after all the money’s been spent and the Target is built and the parking lots are in.


If you have any divorce settlements you want signed on behalf of your wife, bring ‘em in! You know, the kind where YOU get the house, the kids and the Porsche and your mistress gets the bank accounts and the vacation house in Boca Raton? Got any Wills & Estate matters from your rich Uncle Fred? Bring ‘em down. I’ll sign ‘em all.


None of us will go to jail for criminal fraud because the DA will never be able to find out by preliminary checking any “fraudulent intent.” We’ll just claim that we didn’t know we weren’t authorized by the city (or Uncle Fred) to sign anything. Who’s to know?


It’s the start of a new career. One more lucrative than writing this blog, that’s for sure.

15 comments:

Churadogs said...

Amazing. An extraordinarily weird thing happens: The (former) CSD general manager signs and dates a contract several weeks BEFORE he's hired and even BEFORE the CSD votes to authorize that contract and not only does the DA decline to fully investigate the whole matter, but the usual group of Blog Commentors, have absolutely NOTHING to say about this weird event.

Strange, no?

Churadogs said...

Do tell, Spectator, do tell.

Anonymous said...

I was just thinking the same thing Ann... just sitting here waiting for the regulars to defend the old CSD... Im sure they are busy pretending they didnt see this post.

Its hard to defend the indefensible.

Anonymous said...

According to our law library, there is no statute of limitations for fraud. And if signing a contract and backdating it three months prior to your capacity to do so - isn't fraud, then the cow jumped over the moon. You're right - where are all the "666" people to disagree with your blog?

Churadogs said...

Who's "slandered" anyone? I think the ability to backdate contracts, or sign contracts when you haven't officially been hired is really cool. it's offered a whole new career to me, for example. And think of how much time and effort that sort of thing could save for cities and counties and other various agencies. No need to meet all those really annyoying deadlines or anything. If you forgot to do something in a timely manner, heck, the Board or whoever you're acting for as an "agent" can simply tell you to backdate a contract, and, if they wish, why not change the wording to "improve" it and so forth. (We all have second thoughts about things we've signed, like maybe you want to change the date so some annoying interest penalties won't accrue & so forth.) I think this is a wonderful innovation and I'm delighted that none of it is illegal.

Anonymous said...

To all:

You have really got to forgive me for sneezing. I found out that if I take my medication, I don't sneeze, but then have trouble making any sense. I had trouble fixing a flat on my bycycle yesterday. When it went flat, I bent back and broke the stick holding my flag. I keep sneezing while my dog licked my face, and couldn't fix the flat. This was serious, had to walk the bike home. Yesterday I went to a free clinic, driven there by a friend. The doctor started to pound on my knees and head with a little hammer and then started to tap my spine. I sneezed "Bullshit", even though I was on medication. The doctor was astounded. He tapped some more and then stated that there was a problem with my eye-asstic nerve crawling from my colon to my eyes and sinus.

He said the problem was clouding my judgement and giving me a crappy outlook on anyone who disagreed with me or expressed factual information other than my feelings. He also stated that the problem was far more psychological than physical, and that extensive therapy was needed at Atascadero State Hospital. He told me to stay away from stress and stop believing my own misinformation, and in time the problem might go away. He also asked where I lived. When I told him Los Osos, he stated that sewer gas would really compound the problem when it occurs. What am I to do? It is not MY fault! I still haven't been able to fix the flat so I can ride out of town. Will you all buy my book on activism so my problems will cease?

Anonymous said...

Welcome Pandora!!! I'm glad you are seeking medical care for your problem... I hope you get your bike fixed soon.

Anonymous said...

Well, the saga continues. After I get a ride back to the container where I live in sewerville, courtesy of crawdad who lives in Margaretaville, it occurs to me that I have not sneezed once. Of course, this guy agrees with me totally, since all of my facts have come from him. After all, he is some sort of a journalist, and I have always known that if something is written, it must be true. I asked him on the way home if he ever had this sneezing problem. He said " of course not, I never take comments on my blog. Nobody can disagree with me! When I write something, it becomes true...." Back to me... I take my medication (found it! Under Polosi's picture next to the chamber pot), washing it down with a double mixed with Los Osos water. Then I start to refect even more on this problem. Pehaps the doctor is a dissolutionist? Maybe he was pulling my poop? After all, he only talked, he did not write anything. Well I was starting to mellow out, ready to write some blog, but figured that I needed to catch up with the news. I put on the battery powered tv, and there he was: President George Bush...on the news! I sneezed a few times, and then took another pill. This never happened to me in Orangeville. I turned tv off and cranked up the computer, but found that I could not type with any sense, except for my comment welcoming Pandora to the blog, never realzing that I was commenting to myself, but I do that all the time. This medication is strong, strong, strong. Idea! I called up Lisa.......she had no idea why this was happening. She had no idea why anything was happening. Then Julie, same thing. Gale was not home. So I decided to call socks, you know, the canon lady. She writes! She should know the truth about my situation. We had a long conversation. She told me that the same thing used to happen to her until she stopped taking her medication with Los Osos water. I asked her to write something about this so I could be sure it was true. She said try bottled water. I am still confused, but maybe this will stop the sneezing. I will take her advice, after it is written: I do expect a note. Thank goodness the dog has been comforting, she really listens and agrees with me. But now I find myself in a big experiment to find out if it really is the water. The doctor is obviously wrong, nothing the matter with my eye-asstic nerve, or is there? I will keep you informed, after I fix my flat and tape my flag. Now I got to go to sleep.

Churadogs said...

Uh, and your point is????

Anonymous said...

I told you I would keep you informed, and I am sure you are really interested, but mostly because I like to read what I write, but now dark questions have come to my mind as to the nature of my illness. The sneezing that is, perhaps something else. Well, I woke up, took my pill, fixed my flat and flag stick, and came to this blog, and was absolutely flabergasted. I still cannot understand what has been going on with me. There can be only one explaination and that is that I have been night writing....you know.... like sleep walking. I immediately walked down to get bottled water. I will take my chances on the truth of cannon's advice; drank some of it with my second pill. I was sneezing so hard from reading what I wrote, that I almost couldn't get it down. Now this is serious!

Dog asked for a point to all this. Well, I am in difficulty with this sneezing problem, and that is the point! This is about me! All about me, and I expect some human kindness about this! So that is the point! I write to let people know I am important, and I AM important! I make truth happen, just like crawdad. I also need to sell activist books.
I am not like cannon who just massages opinion in a very entertaining way, and wears great socks!

To continue the saga, I called the doctor who told me to get down there with my medication. Gale was around and drove me down to see the perhaps learned man for some pro bono advice. My head was spinning. I was confused. I did not sneeze once on the way down. No disagreements.

When I got to the doctors office, the first thing he asked for was my bag of medication. Now I have always read up about natural medication. He opened up my bag, smelled, and immediately called the nurse. The nurse smelled and grinned. The doctor asked "What do you think?" "Smart pills", she said. "That is what I thought", said the doctor.

He asked me where I got them and I told him that I have been collecting them from green grassy areas for years, and been taking them for years. I told the doctor that I received a letter from one of my blog friends who lived in the country: These would make me really smart. He was a writer, so it must be true. Now it really gets interesting, remember, this is about me!

The doctor said, "You only need to take one of these pills EVER to make you smart". The nurse was buckled over in true pain. She had broken a rib, and was convulsing. She had to be removed from the room. After the doctor recovered from slight convulsions, I asked "why?". As an aside, I wish the readers to know that I always ask "why" and if I do not get an answer that I agree with, I make up and answer and write it. This makes it true. But I digress.

The doctor said, "These pills come from under the tail of a rabbit, and you have been taking them for a long time". He asked to be excused, I noticed his pants were becoming wet. The doctor left and did not return. My sneezing became uncontrollable, I was in spasm, and Gale had to help me from the office. I have never had worse sneezing, my ribs are really sore.

And now I write this in absolute pain. I am confused terribly. I need help! It can only come from the written word which produces truth. I simply ask the readers to write. Is it the water, the medication (smart pills), my psychological makeup (sickness), have I developed a allergy to these pills, does the doctor have a dissolutionist agenda? And then there is the problem with "night writing". Help please!

Mike Green said...

Dear anon "Help please"
In fear that responding is only encouragement, I reccomend a few easy solutions to your problem(s)
1, get an identity, don't worry nobody will get you.
2, ask Newstand Greg to allow you to join his blog ( his standards aren't too high, I'm one)
3, type with one finger, you will get tired sooner and sleep better
4, quit eating rabbit shit (on second thought go ahead and eat more, let us know how it works)
Gee, I hope this helps.

Ron said...

Anon, I find your posts deeply disturbing, yet highly readable. I have no idea what you're talking about, yet I can't stop reading them. They're like a creepy, black and white Fellini movie.

"After I get a ride back to the container where I live in sewerville, courtesy of crawdad who lives in Margaretaville"

Just trying to help.

"I asked him on the way home if he ever had this sneezing problem."

Only when I look towards the sun.

He said, "of course not, I never take comments on my blog. Nobody can disagree with me!"

Oh, stop whining, I turned the comments back on... go to town. I haven't been writing anything lately anyway.

"When I write something, it becomes true...."

Pretty much.

Gazunteight!

Sewertoons AKA Lynette Tornatzky said...

Phew Lunar, you sound just like the ranters you are castigating.

Maybe I could get behind the new board if they weren't spending all our money on lawyers - and if they could come up with a PLAN. I thought that they were going to hit the ground running. 5 months later and still NO PLAN. Just WHAT is it that I am supposed to be getting behind?

Oh, now here's a thought - maybe the community doesn't want to come together. Maybe there will be no wastewater project for the next 30 years. Heck, once the fines come down in 2010 - which the water board CAN do - there will just be a lot less of us living here, and the vacant houses will be bought up by developers and Los Osos will become Newport Beach North, a very exclusive gated community. And guess what - it WILL have a sewer.

Anonymous said...

sewertoons,

guess you haven't been to a wastewater committee meeting. guess you missed the part where lunar spelled out the "plan" in his post based on his one visit to a wastewater committee meeting. guess you're just one of the uninformed "watchers" who doesn't really give a shit about our community. also most of us with half a brain realize that "plans" for a wastewater project aren't something you draw up over night and start work on the next day with your shovels and bulldozers. Our board has been in office barely 5 months and you want a project in the ground. You, my friend, are full of shit. and everybody with a half brain can see right thru your transparent bs spin......
the county was all ready to build us a project in 1998. and guess what? you and pandora and all your solutions group buddies promised us all "cheeper, better, faster". seven years later you presented our community with a sludge factory next to the library and across the street from the church that was going to cost us $205/month....not cheeper, not better, not faster.....you lied to all of us. you fucked all of us over. we voted against your fucked-up project and we voted you out of office...... i think I'll go with our new board and an interim septic management/water conservation program in prelude to a wastewater project the community supports......have a nice day....

Sewertoons AKA Lynette Tornatzky said...

Anonymous:

If I don't attend, I do watch every CSD meeting on channel 20. No, I don't attend committee meetings. Do you?

And I read Lunar's post.

I am as informed as one who moved here less than one year ago can be, by reading reports on the relevant government websites and whatever else I can dig up online and by talking to many, many people who HAVE lived here a long time.

Not agreeing with your viewpoint does not make me uninformed.

No, you don't draw up a plan overnight and THAT, Anon, is the problem. We are out of time. Didn't you say it took 7 years to get Tri-W going? How do you think this board can magically move faster through all of the permitting that the state agencies require? And factor in the time that will be lost by the lawsuits from the people that live out of town who don't - for some - odd - reason, WANT our poop out there.

That puts us well past 2010 when the FINES start coming down. Construction costs are going up in case you were not aware. All in all, we are way past cheaper, even if Chuck and Steve did promise while campaigning that it all could be done for $100.

I think it is pretty funny that a group of citizens are working with a eco-designer of wastewater projects who has on her website a sewer project she designed right on San Francisco bay that you can walk on top of and be entirely unaware of what's beneath your feet. If you don't know who she is, YOU are uninformed.

You and I, and the whole community will have to go with this board at least until they are until they are bankrupt, as you can't really get away with spending state funds on lawyers forever, and then we'll just see what happens.

It'll be great if they can come up with an interim septic management/water conservation program. At least they will have done one useful thing before they are gone.