......I wonder if it is not a plot to get Miller's critics to move and let the city be run by the unions, island squatters, waterfront condo owners, social in-activists, evironuts, etc.
All is not well in the realm of King David
A week in David Miller's kingdom:
Monday
I realize I must renew my car licence.
Having moved my business to Mississauga from Toronto a few years ago to economize, I decide to renew it in Mississauga near my office. The lady informs me the privilege of living under King David will cost an extra $120 for 2 years.
She offers an opinion that paying more to sit in gridlock seems ironic to a suburb dweller but, hey "that's up to you."
I feebly smile with no reasonable snappy retort coming to mind.
Tuesday
I take the afternoon off work to go for a bike ride.
No problem, you think, King D is bike friendly.
I head down the Humber bike trail from Etobicoke to the lake. Much of the way towards the end, I am bumping along, dodging holes, cracks and joggers on a path barely wide enough for two.
I come home in rush hour along the Annette St. path from High Park and realize I am the only one in the bike lane for miles, while traffic is packed into one lane and barely moving.
Hmmmm, I love to bike but does this make sense?
Wednesday
I must put out the blue bin.
I notice all the houses (townhouses) in my neighbourhood now keep their blue (and grey) bins at the top of their driveway. Very attractive.
Thursday
I make a shopping list.
I see on the list, a note from my wife: "Buy kitchen garbage bags" Hmmmm. We used to get plastic bags at Loblaws, put our wet and dry garbage (not the recyclables, God forbid) in it, put them in the garbage bins and they were gone.
Now, we use cloth shopping bags, buy plastic bags from Glad and put them in the very same bins.
I also realize the Glad bags suck. They are not as good as the old Loblaws bag.
Today I left my cloth bag in the car, bought 15 cents worth of bags with my groceries and will happily fill and send them away.
I am now paying Loblaws for a service that was free, using the same number of bags and doing nothing for the environment.
I actually saw King David at a local restaurant with his family recently.
Not wanting to be rude and disturb his family, I resisted the temptation to approach.
His wife went to the washroom on the way out and the King stood by the bar and said hello. I responded and suggested I was unhappy with the new taxes he had levied.
He responded I should "speak to my councillor."
I responded: "Why would I speak to him ... when you won't?"
My councillor is on the black list and not part of any committees as he is vocally opposed to the mayor and his minions.
Well, life under King David is different alright.
My next move is to relocate myself near my business and leave the rest of you subjects to fend for yourselves.
I have lived here all my life, paid my taxes, supported local business, employed city people and am polite to old ladies.
Clearly not a subject King David cares about.
Frustrated in Etobicoke
(but not for long),
Rick
1 comment:
In my lawyers office last week he told me what the figure was for toronto growing every year. Real estate continually rises, our property taxes, are still lower than surrounding regions (if you're a business owner -and- a homeowner you'd know this...)
So, I'd say the reality is laughing in your old cantankerous face.
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