The Malibu Road “Dogs on the Beach” issue has degenerated into a “pissing war” from which I urge all of my dog-loving soulmates to respectfully withdraw.
The lesson I learned years ago on a dark deserted mountain road with a broken down car was that all people do not speak the language of reason. Mr. Birenbaum has no ears for our position. I have enjoyed the letter writing efforts ranging from heartwarming to humorous in our well intentioned attempt to bring a reasonable end to this ridiculous dispute. However, each letter only fuels the fire of his crusade against us, as this one will.
So, I urge all of us to cease to take his “bait.” Without us, 50 percent of the argument is eliminated. Let this be the last letter from our camp.
No matter where the law comes down, there will be prostitutes, illegal drug use, abortion and, yes, dogs on the beach on Malibu Road. There aren’t enough Sam Birenbaums, Cookie Cutter videos, animal control officers or sheriffs to stop what many of us have been doing here for generations and will continue to do long after the Birenbaums are gone.
Before I close, I would like to thank Sam and Cookie Cutter for bringing about an alliance among forty-plus of my neighbors. We now have an elaborate telephone tree standing at the ready at first sight of Sam’s beloved animal control troops.
Farewell, Sam. Farewell, Cookie. The last word is yours.
Lynn Griffin