* Break the back of unions and representative government;
* Crush the spirit and hopes of Wisconsin's people.
And here's the master plan: Scottie is creating an "unaccountability zone" here in the North, with its Germanic work ethic, educated population, and strong infrastructure... an onshore Bangladesh, if you will. The citizenry will have no say in their salaries or working conditions, and functional government will be reduced mostly to a police force loyal to the governor only (this is why Walker excluded police from his collective-bargaining blitzkrieg).
Corporations will begin to flock to Wisconsin to take advantage of the strong infrastructure already in place (although much of it lies dormant now after eight years of the Doyle regime). What's more, they can avail themselves of one of the very best workforces in the country, now thoroughly demoralized after a year of Walker's frenzied deconstruction of the middle class. The current job losses in Wisconsin are actually part of this plan, and they will continue until Walker gives the green light for out-of-state companies to move in.
And that will be the day when hundreds of thousands of desperate Wisconsinites will find themselves working in sweatshops for minimum wage, enslaved to firms that have no ties to the state and no regard for its people. And of course, that's the point when Walker will turn around, grin his vapid, sick grin, and announce:
HEY! IT'S TUESDAY! Back before I started driving for a living (let's see, that's been over four years now) and before my hours became so unpredictable, we always used to feature our "Tuesday Girl." Then it became the "Wednesday Girl," then the "Whenever I Get Around To It Girl."
Dredging up memories of Tuesdays past, and by popular demand, here's the ever-lovely Nicole Kidman making her first S&G appearance.
I don't know, maybe I wasn't grateful enuff for the stuff we had back in the day. I don't remember feeling not grateful or anything, but it's not like I went to church one day and gave 20% of our money to the poor either. I guess I felt it was alright just to look at a homeless guy on the street and think, "Gee that sucks, hope he has a change of luck." And then forgetting all about it a minute later when you drove out of sight in your H3.
So you're thinking, "What are you getting to, Lisa, just get it off your chest!" Well hint-hint faithful readers, that boob job is gonna have to wait!!!
Cause the truth is, Bret and me aren't doing so well these days. He got laid off from the bank two years ago, just ahead of the feds and the marshals dessending (sp?) on the place and carting the big guys off the prison. I guess he looked pretty hard for a job that first year but truth be told, no one wanted a bank vice president who didn't have an MBA degree, as a matter of fact all Bret had was some teller training in junior college. The banks just laughed at him and asked how long his bosses were gonna be in the big house, being some guy named Lulu's "girlfriend." He couldn't even get a job as a swing-shift teller.
Eventually he started drinking a little too much Miller Lite and watching The Office reruns on the bigscreen TV, until we lost the Big Ass House and had to move to a duplex in Verona (but at least we're still friends with Tim and Kim, in fact Tim and Bret actually went hunting together this year, if you can imagine Bret with a gun!!! and I got to have my dog at last, an adorable little boy mutt we picked up from the county animal shelter and named Bandit cause he'll steal any food that isn't nailed down!!!).
So now I'm working at Target, the new store they opened in Fitchburg up on the big hill above the Bavaria House Sausage place, and I'm studying restaurant management three nights a week at MATC. I don't think I've ever been so busy!!! It's just kind of depressing that Bret doesn't care anymore and he sits around the duplex with Bandit in his lap watching DVDs all day and playing computer games. I guess it's hard when a man loses his job and his Navigator and has to share a crappy old 2004 Explorer (we call it the Exploder, ha!) with his wife.
The long and short of it is that I think the changes may have been good for me, but I'm kinda worried about Bret. Anyway here's our new picture, hope you'll stay tuned for our further adventures in 2012!