Cheerio! Pip-pip! Writing from beautiful Wisconsin, where I am currently downing caviar and sipping Champagne, all while sitting on the back of a gilded white stallion.
See, I got flown in - on a private jet, no less - by some of my "moneyed" associates.
You know the type... (hell, we ALL know the type)... we've seen them in every movie... the folk we "envy", with their multiple assistants and there multiple houses and their rabidly overblown lifestyles.
Yes, I'm talking about the extravagant wags we love to hate like... the Berta Shoul, Senior Director Of Marketing and Communications for The Northwestern Rusk County Branch (Including Some Parts of Southern Washburn County) of the Department of Motor Vehicles.
Look, I get why Wisconsin Republicans are FURIOUS.
The union people of have it all.
Board any airplane in America... visit first class (if they'll let ya)... and EVERY SEAT will be filled with a Supervisor of Community Services or a Legal Advisor For Family Welfare or a Executive Liaison To The Counsel On Elder Care For The Greater Milwaukee Area.
Who do you ALWAYS see behind the wheel of a new Bentley Mulsanne (the one with the baby Rhino skin seats)... someone like Mrs. Witherspoon, substitute health teacher for K-5 at George Washington Elementary in Fon Du Lac.
(That is when she's not off on "Mrs. Witherspoon Island," in the south pacific, which she bought using the extra money from her extravagant dental benefit.)
Look, these are hard times. And so the best off among us are going to get asked to sacrifice the most. So, when hard working Dividends Traders are having their tax dollars stolen by guys like Peter Scolari, Postal Worker, Route 33, Oostburg you know there's something seriously fucked in America.
Sorry, would love to stay longer, Ginny Wilson -- Firefighteress, Station Number 9 -- has just showed up with a mound a coke and a male chippy named Carlos.
(Just another day in the life of a public employee, y'know!)
Don't let me catch any of you people collective bargaining!