I can safely assume that the club doesn’t have too many members by looking at the handful of cars parked there daily, even in full tourist season. So yes, it is relevant to all of us if we will have another white elephant in town. Also, there is not much marketing of the facility, it has no visibility beyond a drive-by presence on the way to the beach. Maybe, with some selling, I might see a reason to become a member. Or not. Love the story, George!

Steve: Please refrain from reading the article a third time. –EDITOR

Boys, boys, the war is over — and so is this exchange between gentlemen. The Wave decrees it. –EDITOR

And Mr. Creed, carefully re-read my comment. Your comment says far more about your view of Cape Charles than it does mine. Oh, and the good people of Cape Charles, they’re the ones that want to see the town grow and prosper, rather than those who are so desperate to sell-up and ship-out.

All this talk about the negativity of the Wave makes me want to puke. Whether you consider Southern a “real” journalist, or just a muckraking tabloid monster, the fact is 99% of the time he is merely pointedly restating the obvious, as was the case with this article. Don’t shoot the messenger when you can bitch to the designer.

You all say you want a quality newspaper, as long as it only prints drool — pathetic puffball pieces that are careful not to disturb the status quo. You weep for the genteel Cape Charles, yet claim to want the truth. The problem is, you can’t handle the truth, and Southern does not have the luxury of sugar coating the news to make it generically palatable. He has a greater responsibility than to pander to the weepy feelings of gilded cage parakeets unable to shake the hangover induced by years of Cape Charles’ Geritol-laced euphoria.

Ten years ago I used to say, as Bay Creek goes, so goes Cape Charles. I’m not willing to give up on that idea, yet I really don’t believe it, either. Friendships broken? If the “good” people of this town have given up friendships over something as inherently superficial as politics, than there hardly could have been much there to begin with (I know this; my mom was a Roosevelt Democrat and Dad was a Goldwater Republican, and each election brought with it arguments that would send Lucifer running for cover. However, their love was not drawn along political lines).

This same clodpated world view, which claims to be the champion for change, is nothing more than an agent of repression and strangulation. It seems disingenuous and grotesque to use Mr. Southern and the Wave as a punchline for merely giving voice multiple points of view, no matter how limited your own perspective might be.

It is true, however, that I don’t give a damn what the summer visitors think of this place. Can’t worry about what you can’t control. Besides, me and the boys got other things to do.

Kearn Schemm: Of course the author can write about anything he wants. For good or bad the Internet has allowed anyone to call themselves a writer or reporter. But it is the unnecessary negativity and divisiveness that has people complaining, and has led, in my opinion, to people believing that the Wave is not to be taken seriously. The poor journalist style of the opinion pieces will only hinder the growth of the Wave and alienate advertisers.