Thursday, February 25, 2010

Kearney, you disappoint me.

What in the hell is happening to this town? Growing up, Kearney was the nicest place in the world. When a scuffle broke loose you half expected Barney Fife to come ambling in, take a slow walk around the room, shifting his eyes then squinting hard, saying in an all too cocky voice, "Gun-drawing practice, ten minutes every day. If I ever have to use this baby, I want to teach it to come to papa in a hurry."
Let's face it, Kearney was our own personal Mayberry, tucked away safely away in the heart of the Midwest. It was what Dobytown would have been like...safe.
Recently, over the last few years, Kearney has been home to a lot of trouble.
A murder of a young woman, her trailer burned.
KMart is robbed at gunpoint.
Wells Fargo has a hostage situation, and now today we have teenagers robbing an innocent old woman for Oxycontin, one of which was her grandson. These people are staining the sheets that Kearneyites sleep on each night, and we should not stand for it.

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