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Schwarzenegger to canal opponents: “I’ll be back…tracking”
After absent-mindedly announcing that the much-maligned peripheral canal is a virtual lock to be built while in Stockton last week, Governor Conan the Barbarian is backing off those comments this week by claiming that “canal” might not be the right word to describe the project. After 40+ years in this country, Arnold’s language comprehension has finally progressed to the point where he understands semantics. It truly is a red letter day.
Instead of using a canal, our future President (according to Demolition Man) told the Fresno Bee editorial board that the state is also looking into boring a tunnel to SoCal using a machine not unlike one seen in Total Recall (or the one Shredder and his henchmen use in the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles cartoon).
We’re skeptical of the practicality of the idea, but after mulling it over for a bit we actually think the Governator isn’t taking this idea far enough. State Assemblyman Bill Berryhill mentioned recently that the proposed canal would be wide enough to accommodate cruise ships, can you imagine how bad ass it would be to float down an underground tunnel (preferably on the top of a gold bar-filled dump truck ala John McClain in Die Hard with a Vengeance)?
Or we could take a cue from the southerners the water would be shipped to and turn it into the world’s longest amusement park ride. One section could be constructed with a Pirates of the Caribbean theme and the stretch that navigates through the Sierra Nevada mountains would be perfect for a Splash Mountain-esque log ride.
Imagine how much money something like that could bring in. The construction costs could be paid off within the decade and we’d be well on our way out of debt. We need to approve this now just to begin the end of lengthy, partisan budget delays.
After that we hope Gov. Schwarzenegger starts work on a plan that would benefit all of California, figuring out a way to recreate the 3-boobed chick from Total Recall. Then we can work on melting the ice at the Earth’s core to patch the hole in the atmosphere.
Just 2 days after we called the Record out for its one-sided analysis of the prison hospital(s), the letters to the editor section (still the only place you can publicly comment on Record/local issues by the way) is dominated by letters in support of them. We’re not vain enough to take credit for this (OK, that’s a lie), but we are happy to see both sides of the argument finally represented in the paper. Granted, it’s in the least credible part of the paper (aside from Tony Sauro’s music previews), but at least it’s something.
Ol’ Bulletpoint’s kind of rusty at this whole effort thing
We mentioned this on our Twitter account but it warrants repeating here. Sports editor Bob Highfill has been on a tear recently after relying on a column consisting of short bulletpoints for about as long as we can remember. It started last week when he penned a column about overzealous PA announcers at high school football games and another on the new Cougars owner. We said it jokingly last week but apparently it rang true, when it rains it pours.
Highfill continued the trend this week by eschewing his weekly Tuesday bulletpoint column for yet another column dedicated to one topic. Unfortunately, this week’s topic was how he royally screwed up the Edison/West column. His transgression was misidentifying the announcer who botched the field goal call at the end of the infamous game. He assumed it was regular PA announcer Ray Harris when it was actually an unidentified replacement after Harris left his post in the 3rd quarter to tend to a family emergency.
How does one make such an error in judgment? Well, Highfill neglected to give Harris a jingle while writing the column. Go ahead. Read that again. The editor of the sports section decided he didn’t need to contact the person the column was about. And to think, my old editor used to give me shit for not getting clichéd postgame quotes from sweaty athletes in towels. Yet Bob Highfill couldn’t be bothered to pick up the phone for comment from the catalyst of this entire story?
We said it on Twitter and we’ll say it again, maybe “Must B.” Highfill should stick with giving his opinion in short, 3-sentence bursts. If only so the Record can spend less time deflecting slam dunk libel suits.

