Letters to the editor Dec. 23
Joys of the season
I am born and raised in Kalispell. I would like to thank all the Kalispell residents for their beautifully decorated houses. The sight of them on my way to work, night shift work, fills my heart with joy and raises my spirits.
Thank you so much for all your efforts, I love it!
—Erika Delaney, Kalispell
Understanding Christmas
After the Sandy Hook school shooting of 2012, many people despaired of God’s love. “How could this happen to innocent children?” I asked myself.
Peter J. Riga, of Houston Texas wrote: “Jesus did not come to Earth to explain suffering, nor to make us understand it, nor to take it away. He came to endure it with us to the bitter end, and to assure us that we are not alone and that evil does not and cannot have the last word.”
This quote helped me understand Christmas.
—John Lavin, Kalispell
Deliver a message
Like many of you I was sickened as I read about vandals targeting a Kalispell monument in Woodland Park with swastikas and damage AGAIN! This is not just a prank but an ugly segment of the population that must be held accountable! There is NO room for HATE in this community and we must stand strong in bringing those responsible to justice.
I am puzzled about why there are no CCTV devices in use especially in light of this type of activity before. I know many of us in the community would donate funds to ensure monitoring of such sites is possible to send a message to those cowards that this will not be tolerated and the rule of law will uncover them in their hatred and they will be punished and ordered to pay restitution. We can all do our part and a few dollars from many can help deliver the message.
—Betty deHoop, Kalispell
Turkey troubles
Our good neighbors in the Eureka and Libby areas need to employ fresh tactics to eradicate their current turkey nuisance. They might consider applying the ICE agent techniques currently implemented with impunity at our southern border. Lure the pesky critters into cages, then starve them into submission. Provide no straw bedding material, just a cold slab of unfriendly ground. Then, to keep them mellowly manageable, lace their feed with some marijuana seed. Nothing gives greater sadistic pleasure than viewing an imprisoned gobbler with a wry grin on his face. Give no quarter to the cute, but messy gobblings, either. They may appear cuddly as potential pets, but poop up the residential decks as avidly as their parents.
The folks with more fluid cash might invest in some Jumbotron-sized Chinese televisions. Prop them up on the front porches beside quaint northwest Montana creeks, and broadcast streams of Butterball commercials with some of their distant naked relatives soberly reminding them that THIS is the price paid for illegal squatting.
We can’t take the problem lightly. The old myth of turkeys drowning while gawking skyward during a rainstorm in simply not so, and relying on rain during these winter months is faith on steroids.
They are also wise birds, capable of duping people via disguises....often drifting into people’s property seeking asylum with little, if any, official paperwork.
An easier solution residents might consider is to apply for government funding to create a Turkey Sanctuary. Then, these assorted Drumsticks could be earmarked as a food source to supply the needs of our ever-growing Human Sanctuaries, while, as an added bonus, supplementing our desperately needed rural incomes.
There is always an answer.
—Gary Vinson, Kalispell