I Believe... [Small Town Tenacity]
...that there are few things in society as pernicious and unrelenting as a tiny rural town in pursuit of a traffic fine. If the IRS had these hayseeds in charge of cracking down on corporations and billionaires, there would be no American debt crisis.
The stomach tightens and sinks.
The heart and lungs follow.
It’s a confounding reaction to a receipt of affection.
It’s familiar, and, therefore, oddly comforting.
But familiarity can be a curse.
A cursed reminder of what once went wrong when you were just trying to do things right this time.
This time it’ll be different, you say.
Why? You’re different, but what are you doing differently?