Frankly, I’d like to move beyond talk of the Siskiyou County Board of Supervisors, but for a blogger, they’re the gift that seemingly can’t stop giving.
The latest — courtesy of Alert Underground Reader Ian — demonstrates both a profound fear of wolves and a truly stunning lack of spelling skills (from the SF Chronicle):
The Siskiyou County Board of Supervisors is scheduled to consider a proposed law Tuesday that would “prohibit the presents of wolves in Siskiyou County.”
The misspelled ordinance, written by Leo Bergeron, the president of the Siskiyou County Water Users Association, was not referring to wolf welcome gifts, but the presence of wolves in the county.
Some of you might remember Leo Bergeron’s name — he signed the falsified coho salmon de-listing petition on behalf of the Siskiyou County Water Users Association, and given how the proposed ordinance came out, we might want to double-check that signature for the correct spelling.
At times, Siskiyou County makes the movie Idiocracy seem like an entirely plausible documentary.
You can be sure that — as soon as the black helicopters swoop in and start raining wolves and communism among the populace — I’ll let you know. I’ll even take pictures so you know their presents is real.
See you in bizarreoland, Tom Chandler




























I beg, will someone in Siskiyou County please give me some wolves before this law passes!
Don(Quote)
I think ol’ Leo isn’t going to get anything from Santa this year if he writes laws against presents and his tinfoil hat might be a bit to tight……
JP2(Quote)
Damn and I just bought them a juicer.
Steve Z(Quote)
Like they say “You can’t make this s**t up!”. Stranger than fiction, but the pictures it brings to mind are priceless.
Taku(Quote)
Agenda 21, agenda 21, agenda 21! Be scared
lm(Quote)
On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me.
A wolf.
On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me.
Two wolves.
fishskicanoe(Quote)
I can see the Undergrounders have definitely entered into the spirit of the season (up here, that’s “kill everything that moves”).
Tom Chandler(Quote)
You misspelled Siskiyou in the first line of this blog post (Sisikiyou).
Chris(Quote)
That’s what happens when you try to type while laughing.
Tom Chandler(Quote)
I think it is actually spelled “Sickayou”.
AC(Quote)
Oh my Tom, it’s so embarassing to live here in Siskiyou County, to personally know Leo and to see this in the SF paper. The comments in the Cron were a laugh too…to a point…then that haunting reminder returns; that we may indeed be living amoung human types that somehow have dropped-out of the “Twilight Zone” and now too should worry over a lone wolf? (ha-ha)
I better go fishing on the McC to chill-out.
And, fill my pocket with dog biscuits for Mr. Wolf.
Bri(Quote)
Enjoy the McCrowd, though be careful — I’m sure it’s overrun with deadly bears. Then again, you’re a fly fisherman and not a cow, so no one cares if you get eaten or not…
Tom Chandler(Quote)
Let’s hope the ordinance passes with the current spelling. We shouldn’t be giving wolves as presents.
Smarter and Better Looking Brother(Quote)
I’d love to see someone tie a bow on those suckers.
Tom Chandler(Quote)
I’m wondering if the wolves are paying attention to this. Prohibition can be a nasty business and history shows an ‘Underground’ emerges to became a nuisance to powers that be.
Be careful. Be very careful.
parkerjamesii(Quote)
Wow. Wolves. Can you here them at night?
Craig(Quote)
Yes, they make their presents known.
Tom Chandler(Quote)
Woof. Woof Woof !
couching tiger(Quote)