Notes on a community in transition.

Wither thou goest I may or may not follow.

Monday, June 23, 2008

Gee a Tax incease

Gee, send the city sprawling in all directions creating a demand for extended, suburban/exurban bacterial-like service eruptions all over the local agar plate, in an effort to aid and abet developers intent on building the Anywhere North American fantasy world of stuff, stuff and more stuff in environmentally absurd variations of endless tracts of ticky tacky homes of poor quality and low imagination and suddenly the city can't afford to provide for all the illusory banalities that constitute the post 1950's delusion of safe, sterile neighbourhoods, so beloved of TV shaped minds, and it's the fault of the left.