Long evenings and project procrastination found me in the cheap seats at the planning commission meeting Thursday. First up, a heliport permit application needing to satisfy 8 code criteria. Confusingly, the pitch came not from the applicant, but rather the borough manager, whose electronic apparition appeared regularly coaching the commissioners via zoom or texts relayed by the chair. Before each vote, commissioners were reminded of the manager’s written findings. This slacker hadn’t reviewed the packet…