The most earth-shattering moment of Town Meeting? There wasn’t one.
It lasted only 45 minutes. There wasn’t a single call to “move the question,” no veiled remarks about town officials, no rending of garments over uncontrolled spending, not even a single mention of PAYT. Had I gone to the trouble of printing out a card for Town Meeting Bingo (I figure we’ll leave the next game for the Town Meeting that deals with the new Grafton High School, and we’ll have some all-new squares), I wouldn’t even had marked off the one gimme item on the card.
That’s right. Where the heck was Scott Browne last night? Does he have swine flu? Did he decide to stay in and watch “How I Met Your Mother?” Was he just not feeling argumentative?
Even if I recapped tonight minute-by-minute — and I did start taking notes with that intention, having bagged it in the spring — it would be dull as dirt. I kind of perked up when Cathy Fenton brought up Nelson Library in reference to the Grafton Public Library’s handicap accessibility funding, but even that went by the wayside.
I didn’t get to wave my blue card, not even once. I didn’t even have time to send a single blog post. My family even seemed kind of disappointed that I was home with time to spare before my youngest’s bedtime.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not longing for the Powerpoint-of-hell from last fall (which lasted longer that the entirety of tonight’s meeting). But a little razzle? A little dazzle? At least one “speak through me, the moderator?” Is that too much to ask?