Ok, long story short, Old lady blows a raspberry at the Mayor. (Full story here) and the shopping center (where it happened) bars her from entering again.
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If a Mayor is such a twat and deserves a raspberry then so be it. If he can't handle the pressure of public office and then receiving criticism from the constituents if they feel he's doing a bad job then...get a lab job where you don't have to deal with the public.
He said he didn't know about the shopping centers action, to which I yell a giant bullshit, and if you didn't then you could be saying to the shopping center managers "umm, I don't think this action is really called for"
To the managers of the shopping center. You're a bunch of sycophantic assholes. You're a shopping center not a political forum. If I run in and somebody raspberries me I seriously doubt no matter how much I complain about it, you'd NEVER ban the raspberrier from your center. If that's true, which I say it damn well is and you know it, you are not only sycophantic assholes, you're hypocritical sycophantic assholes.
Ok, that fact that this old nutter has been harassing the Mayor for ages is a point of contention between the Mayor, her and the police (if any laws are being broken), it sure as hell isn't in the shopping center realm of consideration.
Oh how I wish this story would cause people to simply not go to that shopping center anymore in a consumer (I have the right to raspberry a person who I feel is a prick) stand.
Instead of being all high and mighty about your lofty position as 'Mayor' maybe you should actually sit down with this old lady and TALK. If she really has lost her marbles then ok...I'll write a retraction, if not, then a bit of dialogue might go a long fucking way rather than trying to sweep her complaints/opinions under the carpet and hoping she'll give up and go away. Maybe if such a talk took place before this incident would have never happened.
If you think you're the bigger man, step up and prove it and stop hiding behind the shopping centers managers, the police and your desk, or are you scared of a little 'ole lady?
Fin.
