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I know it's been a while, but here's what Markie thinks...

It's been mentioned more times in the past than Kardashian backsides doubling as amphibious assault ships, but it seems that ACT 47 has finally made it's way to Wilkes-Barre.

Even as the current administration opts for it as some form of faux leadership,  the true intellection is it is little more than deniability for said leadership if and when austerity comes to town. As is always the case in these troubled parts, the buck will abruptly stop at the feet of the advisory group and not on the desks of the clueless, feckless decision makers.

It's a ruse people. So, try not to choke on your bubble gum.

Notice: Not a single name. Go curse at someone else.

A little over a year ago, I suffered a life-threatening health emergency, was hospitalized and trudged through miles and miles of therapy. Due to that unexpected adventure, I've had zero interest in muckraking, writing and what have you. I do have a new grandson and yet another on the way. We're up to seven that is; 6 grandsons and one granddaughter.

The bed-wetting leftists keep going on and on about diversity, and I'm here to attest to the fact that it blows when it arrives next door. especially when the city has little to no interest in enforcing it's own rules, laws and the like. As a white-skinned devil, I realize I'm supposed to remain silent when diversity brings reverse-gentrification with it. As Tommy used to always say, Shut your hole! That's the unwritten rule these days as it pertains to being a white boy in a more diverse urban drug market.

Speaking of drugs, I like the two-faced game our elected dummies are playing of late. They work to save us from drugs, while simultaneously working to bring in more so as to raise more taxable revenue to waste. Maroons!!!

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Markie...zorcong@frontier.com