You tell me.
The president of a neighborhood association I belong to called a board meeting to discuss a report from Leadership Springfield, and contrary to everything I understand about organization bylaws, instructed me that our membership rank and file would not be notified of the board meeting.
– point for shi tis that all affairs of our organization have been open to our membership rank and file, even though only board members vote on motions made. This seems elementary to me; how about you?
- point for Shinola (a popular shoe polish back in the early 20th century whose consistency and color led to the pearl of wisdom, “You don’t know the difference betweeen shi tand Shinola.”) We’re not a registered non-profit organization and therefure, we can do as the president declares. The resemblance between this situation and The White House is purely coincidental.
– point for shi tis that Leadership Springfield group (part of municipal effort to nurture future leaders) asked this “no member notification” of the president, and he, a graduate of that program, complied. That any group fostered by the Greater Springfield Area Chamber of Commerce could sanction or permit this “closed door to civic group proceedings” confidentiality strikes me as brazenly Orwellian, at the least a load of what the bull left behind in the pasture.
– point for Shinola: The neighborhood association is pretty far down the “food chain” of civic machinations. What would not be acceptable for say, a city council committee should be okay for Leadership Springfield and a neighborhood association.
– point for shi tis that leadership who swallows the principle relating to one deception will swallow it for another. Even a neighborhood organization, posed as though it believes in the public welfare and open channels of communication between leadership and rank and file, should not accept the deception and work to prevent a repetition of smilar travesty.
– point for Shinola. Big bleeping deal. If the travesty was such a crime, don’t elect the fellow president next year. In the meantime, put down your indignity and walk slowly away from the corpse. If the issue is that big a deal to you, resign from leadership, let someone else do the newsletter and get on with life. Life is a big pasture. Not all of it stinks.
(sigh)
Live long . . . . . . and proper.
