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Updated: June 20, 2013 6:09AM
Taxes aren’t popular, but they might be necessary
Have you ever heard you can’t get blood from a turnip, well you can’t get services without taxes either. The Post-Tribune Quickly column is filled with complaints from taxpayers about wanting roads, bridges, landscaping, removal of debris, etc. It takes funds to achieve these goals.
The county has cut more than 300 jobs and reduced the budget by $32 million. Councilmen Strong of Crown Point and Dernulc of Highland want more cuts from everywhere. Strong wants to hire an outside source to peek in every closet to see if someone is hiding a dime. Councilwoman Christine Cid of East Chicago is against the tax and wants the rest of the county to carry her and her East Chicago friends.
We deserve what we get; we are putting these self-serving clucks into office. Do I want more taxes? Nope! I will surely pay my share for the benefit of the county.
No need for creatures of the night; we have politicians
Out in the boondocks of South Carolina there is a legend that persists about a frightening bogeymen that sucks the life and energy out of sleeping people!
This creature is said to slither forth, cloaked within the darkness of night, entering one’s home through cracks and holes in the walls, in order to drain a person of all that is good and vibrant!
Of course, this evil being is purely archaic myth, and in the real world, it must take its ominous place within the same contorted realm as resides the succubus and incubus, the hobgoblin, and even “Old Ichabod Crane’s Headless Horseman!”
But just think about it for a moment — are not at least a few of those who eerily haunt “Those Swamps of Political Ambition” not much different, and of a like agenda, as “That Spooky Old Boo Hag of Yore?”
And do they not also suck the energy and youth of their patriotic, hard-working victims, right out of the veins and souls of mankind — much in the same fashion as the legendary vampire feasts upon the life juices of its own victims, leaving many of us but a hollow and financially dried-up shell?
You know, after all is said and done, maybe there is some vague basis in fact behind a few of these “Old-World Fantasies of Yore?” The only difference as I see it, being the vampirism that was once reported as having its roots within “The Ancient Carpathian Mountains of Eastern Europe” has itself migrated westward, settling itself in, along with “Old Count Vlad the Impaler and his Blood Thirsty Familiars,” right astride that reclaimed swampland that lies just beyond the River Potomac?
Unfortunately, however, there ain’t nearly enough financial blood left these days to satiate the bottomless lust of some of those “Self-Created, Political Creatures of Darkness” in my opinion!
H. Rick Tavares