Perfect Duluth Day

Is the Last Place on Earth Ruining Duluth? Volume 2

Welcome!

Here we are, one year after the first raid on the Last Place on Earth. That’s 366 days. Jim Carlson has had many things taken from him, but he has not been charged with any crime.

Eighty-one days after the raid happened, I started a feature on another thread on Perfect Duluth Day called the TDOB Index. TDOB stands for “Total Days of Bullshit.” I announced that I would make one observation per day on that thread until one of two things happened: Either (1) Jim Carlson was charged with a crime; or (2) his property was returned.

In hindsight, I may have been a bit rash. Two hundred and eighty-five days have passed since I made my bold declaration; neither of my requirements has been met. The police continue to hold onto Carlson’s property. They still haven’t filed charges. I have made many comments, a huge number of comments, a great pile of comments on the subject, and yet each day I must rise from my bed and think of one comment more. Can you imagine the stress?

The comments on the original TDOB thread now number 641. That’s too many. It takes the page too long to load. Today, September 21, 2012, the first anniversary of the first raid on the Last Place on Earth, I am moving the TDOB Index to this new location. I will continue making one comment per day (more or less) until my conditions are met.

With the hustle and bustle of moving into our new digs, there may be a little confusion near the beginning of the thread. We have some awards to hand out, and some people to recognize, and we have some special features to post, including the city council’s latest response to my email about the Last Place on Earth. As a bonus, the mayor himself responded to me. So that’ll be coming up in the comments later today.

As I am frequently crabby and out of sorts, I may not always thank those who deserve it. I want to thank Perfect Duluth Day for providing this platform. They can cut me off at any time. So far they haven’t. It’s just something else I live with.

Well, it’s time to get this show on the road. Lace up your boots and tighten your chinstraps, you slugs. I’ll pick up the count with the first comment and we’ll go from there.