Where’s Waldo? Nah, it’s more like “Find Phildo” …and Bobdo…and Markdo…and Dando…and…Whomeverdo.
Not that it really matters.
Frankly, nothing seems to matter, anymore — especially in accurate reporting or elected officials and their revenue enforcement minions obeying the damn law.
You should also note the cops’ spokeschick wouldn’t allow herself to be interviewed anywhere near us, because, as we all know, she was well aware we’d launch on her with icky little inconveniences called FACTS. Some of us found that rather flattering.