We can handle our enemies; God save us from our friends!
You know, it's crap like this that feeds the cynical attitude that there's really no difference between the Republican and Democrat parties, that they're both there for the benefit of the rich and well-connected and the only difference is which set of Cruster hogs gets slopped out of the public trough. While I voted for Neil Peterson last fall, I'm aggravated enough to consider running against the guy in the primary next year, if only to remind him and the other RINOs in Presitigious West Bloomington that there are some of us who expected him to keep his promises and not stick the hand of the state any further into our wallets than it already is. Ten cents more per gallon may not sound like much, but over the course of the year it's going to add another $68 to my annual expenses, which are high enough already, thank you very much. On top of that, I fully expect Metro Transit to go ahead and jack up the fares by a quarter even if this bill survives the Governor's veto, because as an appointed body, the Met Council doesn't have to answer to anyone until their terms are up.
So much for that Taxpayer's League pledge, eh Neil?