Salute to A Commonsensical Observer Commenter
I have never met Mr. Matt Leslie but I already like him. For some reason the Sisters at the Fullerton Observer don’t ban him from commenting on their blog – even though he often deflates their silly rhetoric and unprofessional lack of standards. The latest example was his response to the tendentious essay posted by the political operative Steve Sherry.
Sherry regurgitated the same old absurd talking points about the Bushala lease at the Santa Fe Depot, including the nonsense that the new hotel next door will jack up rental value at the depot; he comically suggests a brand spanking new restaurant like they have in San Juan Capistrano to replace the “downtrodden” café.
Here’s Leslie’s common sense response:
Mr. Leslie points out to naïve Observer readers the nonsense of kicking out the existing café in order to install a fancy restaurant in a space where there is no large kitchen and virtually no seating. Implicit in Leslie’s response lurks the truth that the knucklehead Sherry has never even been inside the café space.
Naturally, this comment provokes one of the Kennedy sisters to leap into the breach with one of the Observer’s obnoxious “ED Responses.” The erection of a hotel adjacent to the depot is “planned,” ED reminds us. ED takes the erection for granted.
Do the Kennedy sisters really believe a hotel is coming, or is this just a (poor) talking point meant to persuade their uninformed readers? It doesn’t really matter, I guess.
Anyway, Leslie ain’t buying the nonsense, and rightly concludes that a hotel – even if there ever were one – isn’t going to make the café space any bigger, and suggests the “aspirational” hotel include fine dining for its customers. Of course aspirational is far too kind a term for an unsolicited project that was hijacked by bankrupt and disgraced conmen, is tied up in litigation, and is years behind meeting contractual milestones.
The poor, dumb sisters are so slow they can’t tell when they’ve been torpedoed. And yes, they think a boutique hotel is coming. Staff said so.
Nobody responded to David Curlee after two days.
Matt leslie is different he used to be part of the Observer until Saska showed up and drove everybody away. They can’t ignore him or Jane Rands. But that doesn’t mean any intelligent responses are forthcoming.
Are you guys really going back on the restaurant already? lol who actually falls for this?
Always empty promises with Bushala. He doesn’t deserve the land, plain-and-simple.
What land? Explain.
The restaurant would go on the loading dock after it is rehabilitated and enclosed. That won’t happen without the last little piece of loading dock getting rolled into the lease. Get it, dummy?
Matt’s comment is dumb. LA Union Station is busier than Fullerton’s and has fine dining. A cafe is absolutely not the best use of the space and Bushala’s plans imply he thinks a restaurant is possible with the space.
Matt is always first to defend the Bushalas in the Observer comment section. Everyone knows that
That’re really ignorant. A new restaurant would go in the renovated and enclosed loading dock. That’s what the new lease facilitates.
Name a single Bushala property that actually looks nice? He’s a cheapo. He’s all Trump, no Mar-A-Lago
Wahhh Bushala’s not getting a city lease handed to him wahhh.
Why doesn’t Fullerton just focus on the real pressing issue, this hotel, and not the lease giveaway to the person that founded this blog?
What do you mean we might be biased?
Bushala already has a lease.
What hotel, pray tell?
Back in my day, business owners had to compete in the free-market, not just be handed favorable contracts by the politicians whose pockets they’ve lined.
The City owns the property. How can there be a free market. The Bushalas competed 30 years ago and put in the only proposal that didn’t cost the City a dime, a proposal that made money for the City.
This blog has literally turned into Bushala central.
I thought we held to conservative values, but it seems the authors’s values here are just whatever is in the best interest of Tony Bushala.
I’m over this
See ya.
You are over it Elijah? You are? So does that mean no more anonymous comments unless they are editorial opinion pieces dedicated to the fake news Fullerton Observer?
Mr Leslie laid plenty of waste to them during the whole Markowitz debacle.
All of the comments deleted by the wonder-twins after the shit hit the fan.
I do enjoy his trolling them.
Why wouldn’t I?
I am the Fullerton Troll.
Sky Pie. My favorite food!
Matt Leslie rocks!
to think this blog used to write about actually interesting things and not post 16 times about a stupid lease
You have other blogging options, including your own.
Elijah Manassero on overdrive. What does Connor Traut for Supervisor pay? Hope you’re getting enough to take care of Aileen and your rent.
Hard, I mean, soft to take care of Aileen when her husband is busy commenting on blogs and posting on social media using AI images.
“ED takes the erection for granted.”
It is crystal clear that Elijah Manassero is a mouthpiece for Saskia Kennedy. The venomous rhetoric from Kennedy 3.0, the anti-Jung, the Bushala hate, classic Saskia. Pro tip Elijah Manassero, food is not your friend or you may end up fat and alone too.
Saskian Kennedy is chunky. Gross!
First of all, let me commend Zahra for last night’s performance. Truly riveting stuff. If this city council gig doesn’t work out, there’s always a future in one-woman theater. I laughed, I cried, I checked my watch…several times.
Which brings me to my point: the time limit. Remember that? That helpful little boundary that kept these meetings from turning into emotional marathons and public endurance tests? I think it’s time we bring it back.
We all appreciate passion and thorough discourse. But when a single comment rivals the runtime of a Martin Scorsese, we might be overachieving.
So in the spirit of efficiency, and to spare us all from future dramatic trilogies, I respectfully ask that we reinstate time limits for comments. We can all still make our points, just…a little faster.
Thank you. I yield the rest of my nonexistent time.
a Martin Scorsese film**
Shana the Celebrity Dancer outdid herself with natter, too. Goddamn these know-it-alls love to hear themselves talk.
Jeez she just had to cry about the long-gone Wank on Wishire, possibly the stupidest thing in Fullerton since Terry Galvin and Steve Rose’s concrete spandrels on Harbor.