I’ve lived in Malibu for over 15 years. Until recently, I wasn’t really fully engaged in local politics. After becoming educated through the debate surrounding Measure M, I began reading with interest the letters to the editor appearing in the Malibu papers each week. There are a few avid participants who are particularly interesting. Wade Major, for example. I find it rather remarkable that not only does Wade find it impossible to let a week go by without treating us all to a fresh spew of invective, he actually finds it necessary to congratulate himself on his intellectual prowess and political rectitude at every turn, in case we couldn’t figure it out ourselves. Wade, you’re smart, we know it, and your documentary, billed as the film that might save Malibu, really proves it. I watched it, Wade. Mesmerizing. Really.
And Anne Hoffman. How does she find time to be simultaneously pundit, master of real estate law, savior of Malibu, unmasker of all sorts of imaginary demons, and all around know-it-all? Surely, the City Council incumbents are grateful to these two purveyors of weekly vitriol for all their support. I certainly would be drawn to vote for the people these two crusaders support, if only because they are so willing to bore their neighbors with one-sided rants about their own superior intelligence week after week. That’s dedication. What’s next, Anne, exorcisms?
But I must say, Wade and Anne, you’ve attained something that others might consider a personal best – how to be pompous, defamatory, self-aggrandizing and irritating, all at the same time. Congratulations. Why, Wade was so happy to uncover a fake Finn (or was it a Swede?) we had to read letters about it for three weeks. What would we do without these sages to guide our way?
Dean Ruiz