Soon or late the money to pay the State’s mounting bills will have to be found, and there is only one place to look for it. That is in the pockets of persons who earn the communal income by doing some sort of useful work. Politicians never earn it, and neither do the uplifters. It must always come, in the last analysis, from men who go to work in the morning and labor hard all day.
Therein lies the crux of the matter, the identity of who will pick up the tab for the multi-billion* dollar budget shortfall, whose very existence can and should be laid directly at the feet of Guber Schwarzzengroper and the Californicate Legislature, whose spending habits rival those of the proverbial drunk sailor. Except the sailor is spending his own money, not yours. Apologies to Ron Reagan.
*Your mileage may vary