Friday night on the west side of Tallahassee. Cool autumn temps. Respite from
the work week.
When pigs fly.
All-Seeing-Eye in the sky. Copper chopper. RotoDeputy. I'm caught in the web of student and minority
Essential rhetorical device: How long would these
things last if flown over the nice part of town?
My inner civil libertarian
is appalled, of course. A very close second, however, is the ire of my outer Joe Taxpayer. I do not wish to hear the plaints
in the coming round of flat-to-slashed budgeting when this money-burning idiocy goes on.
Pardon me while I go take my Lipitor.