While I’m waiting the Saturday edition of the NASCAR races.
Renter came over this morning and I gave him a ration of guff. He said, some months ago that he wasn’t running for the village council. I even showed him the public notice of his having paid his money to register for the April elections. He grinned and looked just a little ashamed and said “if not me, who?”
Yes. Well. I suppose that’s correct. We talked and talked some more. I will get cattle this summer and have a twelve acre patch to clean up for the select herd he wants to put on it for calving season. He wants an area to breed other fenced also.
But first my fence. I need to get off my dead behind and get with it.
While I’m on the subject of lying politicians, the following headline is apropos:
It is a growing city just outside of Wichita. They’ve proposed several tax increases over the past ten years and promised a short while ago that the last was the last. And here they are again.
The former secretary for my little village was bitten by the Liberal bug and held enough power within the village that she was responsible for several tax increases – I call them tax increases as the village owns all the rights to everything other than electricity and natural gas. That’s water, trash, a surcharge for streets and the power of elevating the fees at will.
She quit our village and moved to Andover as a job location. Immediately thereafter their taxes began increasing. Did I mention that she is well connected within the moneyed areas? And is expert in misdirection in conversation.
From the reaches,