If there was any whiff of lingering hope, this puts the nail in that coffin.
Meg Whitman came on the scene like the no-nonsense outsider, here to put the business of California back on track. And she was so serious about it that she spent $71 million out of her own pocket to get our attention. Can you even wrap your mind around that figure? I know I can't. It's a crazy huge number that's as incomprehensible as the distance (17,000 light years) between us and a newly discovered world.
I voted for her in the primaries. Why? Because I trusted that she would be good for California? Because she made a lot of money in business and it would naturally follow that she would turn this state's dismal financial situation around? Not even close. It was simply a choice between Meg, who cared so much about this country that she couldn't be bothered to vote (maybe she was too busy, yeah that's it. For almost 30 years. Ok.) and freaking Governor Moonbeam.
OK, so I thought that no matter what, anyone was better than Jerry Brown. He's already shown us what he can do, and, frankly, I don't think our state will survive another Brown term. The least damaging thing that could happen with him in power is for us to concede parts of our land to foreign crime syndicates. You ask me, Arizona got off easy. They just had to give up some desert land no one wants to hang out in. California has already all but handed over our schools, prisons and hospitals. It's just a matter of time before San Francisco becomes off limits to anyone who isn't a piece-carrying criminal.
So now, Meg Whitman is running two simultaneous (and contradictory) campaigns.
And we the people are stuck with two losers, one of whom will be the "winner" we will have to live with for the next 4 years.
I just have to wonder. Who owns California? And how long before the taxpayers realize that we are the slaves that were included in the purchase?
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