Wednesday, February 13, 2019
Dear Madame Zoltar
Guess what? It turns out that Mr. Mayor Cory "Butterball" Mason is just as crooked as his two predecessors. From the absurdly low assessment of his home to the secrets of a study we paid over $110 K for, but which Mayor Butterball won't release without first putting lipstick on the pig. What does Mayor Butterball do all day besides eat and give jobs to friends? As a local wit put it, we're already sick of the Coryuption taking place. Yet, once again a mayor runs unopposed in the spring election. Once again the crooks enjoy a feeding frenzy at the taxpayer provided tables.
Oh Lord, when will this burden of false mayors be lifted?
When will councilmen challenge the crimes committed by Butterball and his ilk?
"The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, the answer is blowin' in the wind." In other words, we're screwed.
Hasn't it always been that way? Always been the party at the top that drips corruption onto those below? Oh my. Politics is a dirty, dirty business. There may be some hope in a thing called #HOT Government - Honest, Open, and Trustworthy. People running under that banner can expect a very thorough vetting.
Oh, and Robin Vos characterized his dealings with Governor Evers as a "chess match." So, instead of everyone pulling for the common good, they're supposed to approach their peers with suspicion and distrust. I think the reason that politicians fight so much is because they haven't the faintest idea of how to solve our problems, so they just make noise instead. "I'll beat those darn Democrats (or Republicans or whatever)" is a lot easier statement to live up to than "I'll beat those darn roads, or taxes, or whatever."
Oh dear, I've spent the whole blog carping about politics. Well, that's not hard to do in Racine, home to the secret government and secret courts. It's like a Kafka novel.
"Paranoia strikes deep, into your life it will creep." Truer words have never been spoken.
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