Ghosts of Operatives Past
Operative JTS writes in after a couple of years—he’s been on a project to travel every road less taken in order to end the nonsense of inequality—to say, well, hello:
| It has been a while and to be frank, I haven’t visited your blog in quite some time. For no good reason I got busy with other blogs/websites. Anyway, I was inspired to check you guys out today and realized I missed you all – lots of good writing, even when I disagree with a post. But I was particularly interested in reading about Lincolnshire because:
Hopefully, I’ll become a regular reader once again and drop you and the rest of the gang regular notes. Keep up the good work, |
Well, we’re incapable of bad work, so that should be easy. But thanks for recognizing the bold move Lincolnshire has made.
If only we could actually have that showdown between the governor and Democrat-led Congress, because the state is dying quickly. For readers outside Illinois, the Republican governor has refused to spend any non-essential funds on any program until the Democrats agree to reduce spending. They can basically pick what they want to reduce spending on—but they have intentionally been dodging and avoiding the showdown, or have shown up merely to leave in false outrage over the idea that no state can spend more than it takes in in revenue. The Democrats simply want taxes raised; the governor has pointed out that if the tax rate was 100%, we still couldn’t pay for it all.
Anyway, stay off those other blogs. Some of them are, well, rather weird.
Божію Поспѣшествующею Милостію Мы, Дима Грозный Императоръ и Самодержецъ Всероссiйскiй, цѣсарь Московскiй. The Czar was born in the steppes of Russia in 1267, and was cheated out of total control of all Russia upon the death of Boris Mikhailovich, who replaced Alexander Yaroslav Nevsky in 1263. However, in 1283, our Czar was passed over due to a clerical error and the rule of all Russia went to his second cousin Daniil (Даниил Александрович), whom Czar still resents. As a half-hearted apology, the Czar was awarded control over Muscovy, inconveniently located 5,000 miles away just outside Chicago. He now spends his time seething about this and writing about other stuff that bothers him.