i guess, it's more my fault, for being complacent, and letting what happens, happen...so, o.k., i'm over it!...part of me thinks i was becoming a crotchety old curmudgeon, and wanted to avoid identification, for being so, and stopped being a voice for the discontented...for much of my adult life, i enjoyed the role of "party police", and garnered a certain amount of satisfaction, with your respect and support...well, enough of the ego feast...i am truly tired of the reticence...it's time to recognize my anger, and spread the truth, once more.
i'm just going to get to the point, and say, screw you, Todd Stroger, President of the Cook County Board...you are a tax scofflaw, and need to get your political ass booted out of office...you decided that WE needed to pay a 9% sales tax, and vetoed a 1% rollback of said tax, in spite of the fact that you, yourself failed to pay nearly 12,000 dollars in income taxes....dude, you make $170,000 a year!...how sad is it, that you have imposed the highest sales tax, in the nation, but have had a tax lien imposed on your house, because you suck, and refuse to pay your fair share...kiss my ass, you deadbeat political hypocrite!
do you have any idea, how many businesses refuse to locate themselves in Cook County, because of the tax str ucture, in spite of the advantages of the larger client base we have to offer?...you sad little man!...i represent thousands of people who, like me, can't get a decent job, because of what you have done...if i had the chance, i would tell you, face to face, you have no right to live in MY county, much less, run it...pay your bills, and get the hell out of my town!...normally, i would end my post with a hopeful sentiment...i can't offer that option...just go the hell away, you pompous freak...no one believes your bullshit, and never did...your rise to office was suspect, and your right to be our president should be rescinded....period!
ok, it's time to lighten up, a bit...here's something Laurel sent to me... A teacher was doing a study testing the senses (taste)
The children began to identify the flavors by their color:
Finally the teacher gave them all HONEY lifesavers. None
of the children could identify the taste.
The teacher said, 'I will give you all a clue. It's what your
mother may sometimes call your father.'
One little girl looked up in horror, spit her lifesaver out and
yelled, 'Oh my God! They're ass-holes!'
The teacher had to leave the room!
Sometimes, it's better, to be forewarned...
To my darling husband,
Before you return from your business trip I just want to let you know about the
small accident I had with the pick up truck when I turned into the driveway.
Fortunately not too bad and I really didn't get hurt, so please don't worry too
much about me.
I was coming home from Wal-Mart, and when I turned into the driveway I
accidentally pushed down on the accelerator instead of the brake.
The garage door is slightly bent but the pick up fortunately came to a halt when
it bumped into your car.
I am really sorry, but I know with your kind-hearted personality you will
forgive me. You know how much I love you and care for you my sweetheart.
I am enclosing a picture for you.
I cannot wait to hold you in my arms again.
Your loving wife.
P.S. Your girlfriend called.
go to bed...get some rest...know, that i love you all...peace, animal