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everybody smoked his last cigar, took his last drink and swore his last
oath. Today, we are a pious and exemplary community. Thirty days
from now, we shall have cast our reformation to the winds and gone to cutting
our ancient shortcomings considerably shorter than ever.
I’m never happy to see Christmas pass; it makes all the decorations
and holiday gear suddenly seem sad and out of date. It shouldn’t be so, as we
are celebrating The Season, and that lasts beyond The Day, right? But we all
know better. Santa is a symbol of hope and delight on Dec. 23rd; on the 26th
he’s heaped in clearance bins. Even his most fervent constituency, children,
has moved on.
Mencken's observation is spot on and clearly apparent in my county, where my incumbent supervisor earns a cool $175,000.00 a year, plus perks, with an estimated $139,000.00 retirement benefit for life, after holding office for a mere 20 years.
That's a sweet deal for presiding over a 1.8 billion dollar redevelopment debt and a 23 million dollar deficit that was underestimated by 10 million. WTH?
Right. I'm not being fair. I know that county supervisor is an important job and ours ain't. So, what's your retirement benefit? Mine will be about $1,300.00 a month plus whatever I have put aside out of my own pocket. How much did you earn last year? Or did you lose your business or your job? I can tell you one thing, the median household income in this county is less than one third of the county supervisor's pay check. He don't need no second income to make ends meet.
Ain't no wonder he's scrappin' hard to keep that gravy train. We'll see what happens come November.
Tip of the glass to Vonnie, who is putting another candle on her birthday cake today
I made wine out of raisins so I wouldn't have to wait for it to age.
People have been dehydrating grapes to make raisins for thousands of years. The practice dates back to 2000 B.C. and originated in Persia and Egypt. Raisins were also highly prized by the Ancient Romans, who used this delicious snack food to barter.
Yesterday, everybody smoked his last cigar, took his last drink, and swore his last oath. Today, we are a pious and exemplary community. Thirty days from now, we shall have cast our reformation to the winds and gone to cutting our ancient shortcomings considerably shorter than ever.
When the apples were all gathered and the cider was all made, and the yellow pumpkins were rolled in from many a hill in billows of gold, and the corn was husked, and the labours of the season were done, and the warm, late days of Indian summer came in, dreamy and calm and still, with just frost enough to crisp the ground of a morning, but with warm trances of benignant, sunny hours at noon, there came over the community a sort of genial repose of spirit—a sense of something accomplished, and of a new golden mark made in advance on the calendar of life—and the deacon began to say to the minister, of a Sunday, I suppose it's about time for the Thanksgiving proclamation.--Harriet Beecher Stowe