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I think it’s time to discuss an issue that has been severely plaguing our society since day one, when Benjamin Franklin landed on Plymouth Rock and declared independence from Europe. That issue is: most people are idiots.
Today’s column will provide a voice for the voiceless; an outlet for those poor souls among us who spend every day on the streets, only to be berated and abused by the wealthy upper crust. Yes, that’s right: I am referring to meter maids.
I recently had an epiphany. Not a small epiphany, either, like the kind you get when you think there's no food in the house, and you're about to start eating notebook paper, and then you discover a lone bag of popcorn in the back of your pantry. I mean a real epiphany, like when you realize there's an eye in the…
A friend and I recently booked a hotel room in Washington, D.C., for one night. The room came to around $190 total, or a reasonable-for-D.C. $95 per person. And the parking? $48 plus tax.