Thursday, October 03, 2013
Meanwhile, on planet Zongo...
Suppose I was in charge of maintaining it and they told me "Hey, we're out of money, so you've got zero budget. You're furloughed." What would I do?
Well, I'd cut the power to those floodlights and fountains. Can't pay the electric bill, after all. I'd let whoever was doing the flag-raising and -lowering know that the flags needed to come down and I wouldn't be needing their services again until the payroll started coming in again. I'd call the guy who cut the grass and weeded the flower beds and washed the bird crap off the granite and tell him he had an unexpected unpaid vacation.
It's different on Planet Chris Gerrib, though! There, the first thing you do when you run out of money is rent hundreds of linear yards of event fencing and pay seven guys to come out and put it up all around the thing because, dammit, if my lawn mowing guy's not happy, ain't nobody happy.
It costs the government a lot of money for people to walk across the sidewalk and look at that rock unsupervised, after all!