The Sequal-My City is a Third World Country 2
October 16, 2009
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It’s true. Sometimes I feel like I live in a third world country. With the way Schenectady officials boldly display their corrupt practices for all to see.
So it doesn’t help that New York State goes right along.
This from The Albany Times Union.
Raucci is in the Schenectady County jail awaiting trial on a 26-count indictment that alleges he placed explosive devices at homes and on cars, spray-painted homes and slashed tires in an attempt to harass and intimidate co-workers and others since at least 1993.
State law is clear that even those convicted of crimes are entitled to their share of the state retirement system, thanks to an amendment to New York’s constitution in 1940.
It must be nice. Commit crimes for union officials. Have your conduct covered up by the school board. And even if you’re caught you’re set for life with a cushy pension.
Harry Brand said that every city employee should check 10 parking meters before going home every night — although it’s unlikely the fines would make up for the $2.5 million that the mayor has proposed to collect in new taxes.
But with the idea that every penny helps, Vince Riggi also offered to give back the $300 promised to his wife Donna for showing up every day as a crossing guard. The incentive was added to get guards to come to work in foul weather, but Riggi said his wife would be willing to forgo it.
“My wife doesn’t need an incentive to go to work,” he said. “Add that into the budget; maybe it will help somebody.”
Pat Zollinger suggested that the council members begin with some personal sacrifice — giving up their health insurance.
The council agreed in 2007 to start paying 20 percent of its insurance cost, but only in exchange for a $4,000 raise. Zollinger told them that they should now give up the perk altogether.
“We just can’t afford it anymore,” she said.”
I’m not sure where the paper’s coming from. Do they want us to feel guilty about complaining about hight taxes? Or just to realize it’s not the regular city workers fault.
To me it all sounded like a B movie.
“Don’t worry Maw, we’ll make it. Uncle Joe can sell his tractor and Aunt Millie can get a couple hens so she can sell their eggs.
Me an’ Sissy can sell papers. Don’t worry Paw. We’ll git by.”
Either way I’m living in the third world.