Another fuel hike hits motorists (err! non-motorists) since motor drivers are smart enough to add [plus two or plus ten] to the existing meter reading and jibe shamelessly. Non-motorists are clueless; in fact, they are clueless on many accounts. The pressure continues to mount on already struggling commuters to struggle more, first with erratic meters and then the erratic hikes. The increase comes at a bad time when fangs of recession has cause a dent to American fiscal and international policies and third-world governments tightened their cork over ‘subsidy’. Huh!
Why the super-hero Rambo from country of Hollywood step onto Afghanistan with loaded barrels. He fall flat face so does the president. Oiling disunity?
Of late, despite moves to take the sting out of the hikes, while anger fizzled out against government who otherwise stood firm as blasé, let’s look at what has gone wrong with the householder. Grr! I am referring to myself. The price of cooking-gas has increase following the fuel price so I’ve another reason to starve or survive with bland eatables. (Ooh, I turn to a cow). No more bargaining with the auto-drivers who otherwise proficient enough to rip you off at the drop of hat even if it hike or not. Cigarettes are the most easily hiked with no qualms. Indeed, the health conscious politicians in their 70s or 80s prefer smoking cigars. Added to this I have regular taxes and some irregular ones.
What left for me? Maybe hunting for another job in another city.
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