Excerpted from "You're On"/
His Royal Highness
Take, for example, these photos from Savannah:
That’s exactly what the tour guide said of these statues. Among their beautiful and more beautiful edifices, these government buildings are not their favorites, but they are considered quintessential of a type, which means they are restored, not replaced. They call these the bathroom tile buildings.
Those sculptures, he said, were a gift from the federal government, purchased with taxpayer dollars. “That’s right,” he said. “You paid for it...feel free to take a piece of it when you leave.”
Are you familiar with Savannah? It is a place to which I will consider moving, if the results of the November election suggest that my country is on a path of recovery. If not, as far as I am concerned, there is nowhere in this country worth moving to unless, of course, I marry an uber rich man. That, as well you know, is a whole different ball game. So to speak.
So beautiful and strategic was Savannah that she was presented by General Sherman to Abraham Lincoln as a Christmas gift...and the federal government turns around years later and gives Savannah THESE? And I paid for it? Perhaps that is why I and so many others question my sanity on such a regular basis. We question yours, too, by the by.
It is infuriating how long it takes me to get to a point, don’t you agree? No matter, I talk and type and talk and type, and the point falls on deaf ears anyway.
Whoever first said Talk Is Cheap never met you.