May 2016 Posts
The reason politicians speak in gobbledygook or use foreign phrases to describe their actions is because if they used plain English we’d quickly understand how badly we’re being screwed and throw them out of office or grab a pitchfork or torch and march on city hall.
(“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us….” — Charles Dickens.)
My Tampa Plant High School classmate, friend, and current American Spectator writer, Larry Thornberry, penned a note to me and several more of his pals earlier this week about the loss of rock and roll pioneer Little Richard. It brought back a lot of memories.
While local businesses and residents are seeking a prescription for the financial pounding they’re taking due to the virus-inspired shutdown the “doctors” governing and administering Fernandina Beach are padding their bill instead of alleviating the suffering.