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Scorpio Eclipses & Revenge Magick






Today I am thankful for Scorpio eclipses and being schooled in witchcraft. 


I am in a bratty mood today.  

As stated in an earlier post, I wanted to get lost in another town.  

I chose to get lost in Denver.  

Denver....

It has now become the land of greedy cowpoke politicians.  

Now, I like cowboys.  

As a teenager, I married a rancher.  

He taught me to never name my food.  

I made friends with one of his cows.  

I named him Angus after my favorite Scottish guitar player.  

He had it slaughtered as a wedding present.  

I was vegan.  

We lasted eighteen months.  

His mistress hung out with us during our honeymoon.  

It was creepy.

I was young and stupid.

On the bright side, I was so well rested.  

He was from Washington state.  The land of ranchers.  The land of rain.  The state without an income tax.  The land with decent education. The land of legal gay marriage and weed.  It is a very progressive state.  

This is unlike Denver (except the pot thingy).

Oh, the city council should be grateful that I do not live there.  

I received two parking tickets for following the instructions on their meters.  

It appears that the city council has changed the law but not the stickers on their parking meters.  

Let me explain.... 

The meters read that one has to pay for parking from 8:00 a.m. to 10:00 p.m. and that overnight parking until 8 a.m. is allowed.  I went out to dinner.  We were the only people in the frickin' restaurant.

I think I know why no one patronizes the businesses here on weeknights.  

I got a parking ticket at 10:17 p.m. for an expired meter.  The meter maid was too darn lazy to put it on my windshield.  I found it on the ground.

I did a quick check of the city ordinances and it appears that the city has (quietly?) reverted to 24 hour meters.  I wonder if people know this because nearly every car around me had a ticket on its windshield.

Oh....how nice.  

This is my second ticket.  

I received another ticket for not having the back bumper of my tiny car exactly flush with the meter.  I remember this clearly because the guy behind me would have been trapped if I had done that as the car behind him was incredibly close.  I pulled up a couple of inches as I was the first car on the block.  I had a couple more inches between myself and the curb in front of my parking space.  

I got a ticket for that, too.

I do not remember seeing a sign stating that my back bumper must be flush with the meter.  

All righty then....since I don't reside in your town and I do not have the time to get a mob in the face of the ICLEI influenced city council that wants people to ditch their cars and revert back to horses,  I'll do the next best thing.  

I'm mailing a check to the public works department in this one trick pony town.  

Yesterday, we had a Scorpio eclipse with a Scorpio sun and a Scorpio moon.  It was the perfect day to cast a curse.  

I've cast my check with a black magick curse to end Denver's little greedy charade.  Until they update their meters to reflect that people must pay beyond 10:00 p.m., all their tax hike ballot initiatives will fail.  I am very much familiar with TABOR. 

I may put up a Facebook page recruiting people to take a pledge to do that.  It depends on whether or not I get another ticket before I leave town.

The campaign motto could be

"We paid our fair share of taxes at Denver meters: Vote NO!"

It could work. 

If those at the statehouse are worried that public anger will cause them to lose their own tax hikes, ol' Hick can put in a call to his friends in Denver.  All they have to do is make their signs easy to read and understand.

Fair tickets are one thing.  Unfair tickets are another.  It is another form of taxation. 

We can always displace the money elsewhere. 

Behave or pay.  It amazes me that greedy public servants wonder why people strike down their tax initiatives.  You lose the trust of the people, you lose access to their votes and wallets.

Another municipality a little south-east of Denver is just beginning to figure that one out. 

Love ya, 

S.  

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