Bean Soup

"I'm an environmentalist but there has to be a balance," that's a quote from an old friend, Montana Kirby, him and his side kick Mick settin' around martini time fire with Marcia and me. Kirby said this with, hee-haw, a good Kirby laugh. He was talking about his coincidental brush with the investor "Robi," there under the thatch of the restaurante San Cosme. We all laughed.

"Yeah. He who wants to put to death that living lagoona, he who wants to doze his way to Coyotito and beyond, he's a environmentalist. What a joke!"

Kirby said he didn't like this character right off, even before the lights went on as to regarding who he was. "Forked tongue..." he uttered numerous times.

This is the read I get from all those I know that have occasion to bump inta this guy. "Two faced," "Double speak," "Disingenuous," these are terms I get from everyone who occasions into our space here. But I'd be the first to admit that this would be a rather filtered and perhaps biased crowd.

Him being an environmentalist we likened to tossing a bean into a 20 gallon pot of boiling water and trying to pass it off as bead soup! We all thought that to be uproariously funny.

How low have they lowered the bar for Robi to be accepted in with the ranks of environmentalist.

"Balance!" we screamed in our hilarious outbursts.

"Balance!" we shouted. "Give us a breaks!"

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