…..HOW COULD IT NOT?
Chris Hyland and Gil Rasmussen go way back, with Gil being, at different times and different places, her speechwriter, her campaign manager and, most important of all, her friend.
Now, to be sure, Wildomar Magazine does not currently engage in Lake Elsinore politics or it would have to deal with Elsinore’s current Mayor’s sick humor at the recent VFW Grand Re-opening, when His Honor told a joke about a recently deceased deputy who had died two weeks before in a sky diving accident. At the punchline of the sick and inappropriate joke, the momentary silence of his shocked audience could not have been more profound had the Mayor put his microphone up between his butt cheeks and invited someone to pull his finger.
However, the gaff was quickly covered as Wildomar’s new mayor Bob Cashman blithely took the microphone and greeted the still-stunned audience, failing to introduce the balance of the new Wildomar city council, all of whom were standing within a few feet of the inobservant mayor. In this instance, Wildomar’s political embarrassment was mitigated ever so slightly by a sick joke.
Back to Candidate Hyland. She’s a tireless investigator, collecting volumes of documents over the years and rarely is she at a loss for words or information.
My only criticism of her during this campaign is that she does not wear the faux leopard-skin capri and jacket ensemble. It was always the most stunning of garment on local television.
So, if you have fallen under the shadow of Wildomar Magazine, you have my thoughts.
Go, Chris.
