You may already know that I hate the wind. I don't mean cool breezes, tropical breezes, breezes that make sitting outside in the evening pleasant.
No, I mean the unrelenting wind that we have suffered under for the past three, that's right three, months.
March is usually windy here, but it is May for cripes sake.
Yesterday we had sustained winds of over 30 mph and gusts went much higher. On the other hand, we've yet to reach 100 degrees, so that's something on the plus side.
This past Tuesday, the mommies of Arizona, in concert with governmental employees at all levels, rose up and stuck us with an additional 1% sales tax. It was all for the children and their education, you see.
It was really about keeping the burgeoning number of public employees happy and fat.
When did public sector workers become the best paid, have the best benefits and the best pensions?
Of course the joke is on the people who voted to feed the monster. Higher taxes will mean fewer sales on which to collect the new taxes.
Man, I'm an old crank.
Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky