More Texas bashing

Sure is good to be back in the Natural State, having just returned from the Unnatural one, otherwise known as Texas.
You know, gentle readers, the Texas Department of Travel and tourism has adopted the motto, “Texas - It’s like a whole ‘nother country.” In spite of the deplorable grammar, I couldn’t agree more.
The other country Texas is like, in my estimation, would be a Latin American version of Albania. There is an inordinate number of wealthy people who go to considerable lengths to separate themselves from the remainder of the population, many of whom live at a level of poverty that makes the most run-down slum in Arkansas look like a suite at the Ritz. There is a middle class, most of whom are well on their way to joining one of the other two groups.
Texas is a great place to be rich. That’s why the family of our Beloved President, George Dubyuh, relocated there from Maine, which is a terrible place to be rich. Why, in Maine, the state government is so mean they actually insist on rich people paying their fair share of the tax load! Have you ever heard of such a scandalous situation? Texas, on the other hand, is rich-friendly. The middle and lower income folks pay a far greater percentage of their income to support a state government that is so dreadful it makes the Good Ol’ Boys Malaprop and Debating Society, otherwise known as the Arkansas Legislature, look like a congregation of Rhodes Scholars. That’s a pretty bold statement, I realize, but you needn’t take my word for it. Those of you, gentle readers, who are home owners should endeavor to find out what your home would sell for in most Texas communities, and what it would consequently be taxed for. I did. I got a real eye opener, and I’d bet you would, too.
My home, a modest, 3 bedroom, 2-bath brick domicile without so much as a sprinkler system in the yard or an automatic garage door opener, would bring between $200,000 and $300,000 in a major city and almost as much in a rural area. The property taxes would force me to choose between paying them or buying food, clothing and medicine. I sure as the dickens couldn’t do both. If your home has a pool, or any kind of “luxury” addition like a sun room, screened porch or patio the numbers become ridiculous.
Heaven knows we Arkansans have our problems, but we have plenty to be thankful for, as well. If we have any sense, we’re thankful we don’t have to be proud to be Texans.