And we're back

Both Bambi and his butterfly friend are safe, though a week spent humping many miles up and down hills put me in far better shape than a relatively inactive summer had left me, so well worth the time.

I came back to find that Scott Frantz was turned out of office in favor of a wildly liberal wife of a multi-millionaire who wants to give our money away to her fellow Democrat friends in Hartford for redistribution (I’m sure that she and her hubby took steps to protect their own money, long ago). Scott was one of the last voices of sanity in Hartford, and his loss is our loss. Greenwich already supplies 38% of the state’s revenue; with a $2 billion deficit looming, it’s pretty obvious where Hartford and its looters will turn for succor. Hint: it’s not Derby.

Although it hurts me professionally to say so, I suggest that anyone who must live in Greenwich for professional reasons and is contemplating buying an expensive house in Greenwich should rent instead, at least for the next few years, to see how this all settles out (I can tell you, but …). We can expect another couple of years of the financial film-flam and accounting tricks that Hartford’s used to paper over previous deficits, but each year that deficit has increased exponentially, and the fraud gets harder to continue: what can’t go on, won’t.

Connecticut voters rejected Republicans and gave control of both the Senate and the House to the very same people who have long looked to Greenwich to fund their wildest spending schemes. Anyone with anything left to be taxed would be a fool to stick around for the coming rapine. The barbarians are not just at the gate, they’ve breached it, nd nothing good will come of this.

To quote the French, “Run Away!”