At a rural elementary school several miles outside the city of Stockton, I learned a valuable lesson on my way home. A schoolmate of mine, Kurt, had been the subject of persistent teasing, taunting and ridicule. At the age of 6, while walking home with Kurt, somewhere on Nassano Drive, I lost my innocence. Enough is enough! I dropped my books and tackled the other boy, ripped my shirt and broke my Johnny Quest lunch box in the process.
Fast forward 43 years and a handful of days: enough is enough!
Costa Mesa has a spending problem. One need not be a detective to identify the fingerprints of the culprit. Our current budget crisis is the responsibility of those we elected. I would admit that the rank and file took what they were given, I would suggest that the associations that represented the rank and file got what they could, but in the end, we elected leaders affirmed these agreements and locked us into the inflexible instruments that were unsustainable.