What a gift this autumn has been. Balmy temperatures and gentle breezes have adorned our neighborhood in reds, yellows and gold. Soon, arctic winds will pillage trees of their foliage, leaving them naked, trembling in the frigid air … .
My apologies for the bad nature imagery. Why do neighborhoods really look better this fall? Fewer lawn signs.
I loathe lawn signs. I hate them more than Trump's hair, Clinton's e-mails, and Gary Johnson's blank stares. Like a bad zit, these crass cardboard creations — some approaching billboard size — deface and cheapen our neighborhoods.
Beyond their ugliness, I don't like what lawn signs say about the candidate and those planting the signs.
First, the candidate. What connection is there between good governance and the size and quantity of lawn signs? If anything, "more-bigger" equals waste, tackiness, and, worst of all, a complete lack of creativity. I've been nominated? Better make lawn signs!
In my neighborhood, the worst offender is one-time Republican, now Democrat, state Rep. Ron Erhardt. While I disagree with his politics, Erhardt is a good man and I give him credit for his lifetime commitment to Minnesota politics.
But, Ron, enough with the signs! They are too big and too many.
I guess lawn sign logic goes something like this: