Like most Michiganders, I have watched as your last round of “reforms” contributed to growing hardships and deficits in schools, more of our needy getting sick and dying for lack of health care services, and public safety being slashed, all so you can claim to have never raised taxes on Michigan’s hard working families.
But my mom always said (well, she still says it), “Angela, even God gives us second chances,” so I figured I’d give you the benefit of the doubt when I heard you unveiled a new “reform” plan.
So when I finally got my trembling little hands on your “reform” plan yesterday afternoon, the first words out of my mouth were curse words. In fact, Mr. Bishop, I was so upset that as I gestured wildly in a display of “WTF? Again?” to the person nearest me, your “2010 â€“ Year of the Reform” cover page slashed my pinky finger wide open.
This bleeding heart liberal started bleeding on your handout before I made it to the stash of bandages in the office.
But back to your strangely sharp, thick-edged cover sheet. Your “reforms,” as you have taken to calling your budget cuts (nice use of doublespeak, by the way) are disappointing, at best. At worst, they’re exactly what I’d expect from you.
$1.2 billion from public employees, some of which can’t be accomplished without a popular vote? Another half billion from Medicaid â€“ which evidently you feel didn’t shoulder enough of the burden last fiscal year, as you now plan to cut more “optional” services. Obviously, you learned nothing from the elderly woman in Alpena, who died for lack of dental coverage.
Then there’s your “school reforms,” which is Bishop-speak for “outsourcing jobs,” meaning bus drivers and janitors will be asked to take a third or a fourth of their current wage for their same job with worse benefits. That’s great for the economy.
You, Mikey Blue Eyes, already know the kicker, but I’m going to type on my still-smarting Spiderman Band-Aided pinky anyhow. You and yours will take a hit ofâ€¦$5 million. In the form of pulling the lifetime benefits of only some lawmakers. And that “some,” making a sacrifice so laughably small it just has to be your best joke yet, doesn’t even include you.
Oh, Mike, I haven’t the heart to finish this letter. But just so you’ll have plenty of letters from people like me, who listened to their moms and gave you even the most ill-considered of second-chances to at least, for heaven’s sake, say cuts when you are making cuts, I told all my friends to write to you, too.