Is the Estes Park EDC more like the EDSeeWeToldYouSo?

Ten years ao, the EPEDC sprang from the loins of Partners for Commerce, back when that was a thing, before we resurrected the Chamber of Horrors, after Citizens for Responsible Frottage collapsed under the sheer weight of the orgy pile. It was just another club for those with too many "let's put on a show" ideas and not enough safe outlets like wood-burning to form or join, only joining this one required $20K of extortion money to keep the infighting from spilling over into the public eye, and for investing in anal beads, probably, who knows.

A decade of no tangible accomplishments beyond pumping each other up has caused a few cracks in the facade, though, and the EDCs two resident swell heads have recently carried over their mouth f***ing to the town bulletin board, for reasons unclear.

This is all a bit hard to decipher - Is the hospital running out of money again for Country Club dues, or do they want folks like Kevin to go away and stop meddling in their fun? What exactly is the power play in an organization that would get as much done by renting a storage locker and employing a staff of sentient washing machines? We all get that they think they are important, it's just that no one outside their weed cloud takes them seriously. Frozen Dead Guy doesn't attract a new Amazon warehouse, it just puts another sports car in Barbie's garage.

We are on the verge of completely losing credibility as anything beyond a redneck amusement park. Not because we don't have enough EDCs, but because, in a pretend town with 6000 pretend residents, we've got 5900 idiots who all want to appear on Shark Tank (on either side of the exchange, apparently) without one of them possessing even a grain of an idea they haven't stolen from somewhere else.