I have no idea how its going in other necks of the wood. Around my short horizons? Something stinks. Commercial building after commercial building, block after block, every where I look, empty floors and for lease signs. Some of the gigantic furniture warehouse stores with over 100,000 sqare foot floors, have been empty now for YEARS. Who can eat those kinds of losses? I have friends who haven’t made a house payment in four years. No one has forced them out. Huh? Diesel is cheaper to produce then gas, yet they jerk us around with its cost constantly. Truckers costs go up every day, yet, their jobs are drying up like sandy creek beds after a light sprinkle. A trucker in a brand new rig can be pulled over and ticketed and fined. Yep. BRAND NEW TRUCK. Lets see, “The turn signal is too slow, or, too fast. The trailer lights are to bright or too low. Those mud flaps aren’t wide enough!”…I had a former neighbor who recieved a $700 fine for planting roses, “Too deep!” She needed a permit. FOR ROSES. Ditto for trees now. You have to pay for permission to plant a tree. And, only the ones they say you can, and, how many. Every time you plant one, you have to pay….Now, they have the new septic tank laws coming around. Electronic monitored septics. Inspected by the mayor’s cousin, twice a year for $500 a pop, FOREVER. Also, dual hookups are required so you can switch to the new city septic system that will come around in the year 3025. If ever…Density laws to get people off ranches and land parcels held for generations so you can live in some shit fuck condo made out of plastic and staples, then, take a nice stroll past the well dressed Section 8 gang kids waiting to beat the crap out of you for not having enough money when they rob you…High Speed Rail? What the fuck is that? How can you even attempt to call it that when it has to stop at EVERY city along the way, then, end up in San Fransisco. I don’t know ONE person who says they’ll use it. Even if the damn thing did blast straight through, what sort of job is awaiting you in Frisco for crying out loud. Hollywood fruits are way more fun then those stuck up fog haired sissys. I should know. I’ve partied with both clicks. After the last big earth quake when Frisco’s freeways pancaked, I was loaned out from A.T.&T. to do cable maintenance for two months. Loved the people, hated the city. No place to park, plus, my Cherry Picker cable truck loved to pop out of gear and take off on its own. Steep, steep streets if your unaware. Hmm, so, you jump on this train and your competition jumped on his one hour flight that cost one third the ticket cost, and, you have a variety of flights. The rail system? A JOKE! It runs to everyplace you don’t need to go, at times your never going to need. Then, they change their times at a whim. Holidays? Fah-get-about-it! Ditto for stopping for hours because of ‘suicide by train’ investigations, smash ups at crossings, or, just plain breaking down. Let’s see how high speed the bastard is after the big earthquake we’re overdue for. Maybe they can get a couple of years in to rush people even faster to the poor house…I’m no President, but I know this much. For a Thirty year loan, you need a THIRTY YEAR JOB! Oh, I know! Lets all be on the State or Federal dole, or, be a Prison guard! Yeah! That’s the ticket!…
