THEY STRIKE AGAIN
You can smell it before you see it like a fresh turd dropped onto a silver platter at a dinner party, steaming and reeking of bureaucratic bullshit. THEY did it. Again. But who are they? The lawyers, the business hacks, the government weasels who specialize in the fine art of last-minute document dumps those incendiary payloads lobbed into the laps of unsuspecting citizens, elected officials, and anyone foolish enough to believe in things like “fair process” or “accountability.” These bastards move in the shadows, sliding their poison across desks with a grin, hoping nobody notices until it’s too late.
Exhibit A: The Lake Geneva Tourism Commission. Four years deep in a paper-shuffling, fast-talking, two-step hustle. The ringmaster? Brian Waspi a man with a well-documented habit of shoving contracts into the hands of fellow commissioners at the eleventh hour, urging them to vote on deals they haven’t even seen. Why? Because it’s “just like last time.” Of course. Except the commissioners are new, clueless, and too embarrassed to admit they have no idea what the hell they’re voting on.
But not everyone is willing to play the fool. Enter Alderperson Mary Jo Fesenmaier and former mayor Charlene Klein, who refused to be part of this backroom circus. They blew the whistle, demanded transparency, and most importantly made sure the meetings were broadcasted for the public.
That lasted until the new mayor, Todd Krause, took office. Suddenly, the Tourism Commission went dark. No cameras. No recordings. No accountability. And just like that, the game was back on contracts tossed onto tables like greasy playing cards, commissioners expected to rubber-stamp them without a second glance.
This isn’t just some small-town anomaly. This is a time-honored tactic, a favorite of the old boys’ club. When the power brokers-controlled Lake Geneva’s Plan Commission, developers would swagger in with last-minute “updates” to their blueprints, expecting an immediate vote because, of course, it had to happen NOW. No time for questions, no time for scrutiny. Just sign the damn thing and move along.
It’s the same sick hustle that plays out in real estate closings, when a seller grinning like a car salesman at a funeral drops 400 pages of HOA bylaws or condo regulations into the hands of some poor sap just seconds before signing. Oh, didn’t we mention this? Please sign NOW. Everyone’s waiting.
And they these shadowy roaches burrowing into government, business, and media know exactly what they’re doing. They count on panic. They thrive on confusion.
But there’s one thing these bastards fear: sunlight.
That’s why at Lake Geneva City Hall, they avoid cameras like vampires ducking the dawn. Instead of meetings where the public can watch, they slink off to second-floor hideaways, huddling behind closed doors or gathering at private businesses like the Harbor Shores Hotel or even out on a damn tour boat where no prying eyes, no inconvenient records, no pesky citizens can witness the deal-making in action.
They are the puppet masters, the shadowy hands in the corridors of power. And they hate the sunlight.
But the sun always rises. And when it does, the roaches scatter.
Sunshine Week March 16-22, 2025
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