Twas the day before Christmas and all through our towns,
Events of the past year brought smiles and frowns;
So here we are, readers its time that we show em
The annual doggerel Action Line poem.
First, let us turn to political matter
With GOP hineys served up on a platter;
It happened with Romneys clandestine lament
About the entitled forty-seven percent.
But national politics remain such a bore
Compared to the ones happning right at our door;
The race for the statehouse, a miserable cycle
For incumbent J. Paul and his challenger Michael.
The contest drew money from interests afar
The campaign turned nasty, the mailings bizarre;
Millions were spent with these cautionry notes,
McLaughlin prevailed by eight hundred votes
With county commissioners a tight referendum
Both Julie and Gwen made quite the addendum;
The Tea Partys influence is hastily waning
While backers of land-use are rapidly gaining.
The governments role in our lives is perplexing
Especially with opposite issues so vexing;
As revenue wanes and entitlement waxes,
The people want service, but not higher taxes.
A grass-roots campaign that would legalize pot
Persuaded the voters where others had not;
And then there were moments of overwrought drama
The Fort Lewis visit of Mrs. Obama.
Enough of this recap of recent elections
Lets look at events that can prompt deep reflections;
A tough fire season did not get much wetter,
the bears of Durango didnt have it much better.
A council increasingly turns to the left
A semblance of balance completely bereft;
Smoking verboten in all outdoor venues
Whats next? A ban on desserts on our menus?
And then theres the measure completely bombastic
A serious attempt barring bags made of plastic;
The path that the city maintains is its mission
Might very well lead down the road to perdition.
Bike-race promoters with grandiose taste
Blew into town and left promptly in haste;
The hotels were empty, the shops hardly busy
The Pro Challenge critics were up in a tizzy.
Prepare for an onslaught of twenty-five thousand!
Youll rake in the money by renting your housin!
Did we get snookered? Was this event dumb?
When asked for a comment, the city was mum.
A different to-do proved to be less suspect
We all came together for Durango Connect;
A plan that was simple, a notion so grand
We celebrate trails by just holding hands.
The fee for a franchise the voters have reckoned
could pay for repaving the street Thirty-Second;
Yet CDOT is stuck with its Bridge to Nowhere
The lawsuits and bungling a shameful affair.
And speaking of traffic, its rather absurd
how flash-yellow arrows are signals preferred;
Can someone explain how abundance of arrows
Cause less confusion for cowtown vaqueros?
La Plata Electric resists going green
A forthcoming rate hike reverts to the mean;
A zombie march happened with less confrontation;
Hats off to the cops and their tactics less brazen.
Another occurrence of dubious mention
A mother and daughter get too much attention.
An underage party, the Spies will not kowtow
Could Miki and Sydney end up in the hoosegow?
While Action Line labors to keep things quite light,
Ignoring one story just wouldnt be right
A tragedy lingers, a missing boy Dylan
We pray for some answers the Good Lord be willin;
So peace be with you, hope your Christmas is white.
Today, in our hearts, let us sing Silent Night;
And heres to a season abundant with cheer
Best holiday wishes and happy New Year.
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