Where the Action Ain't
So it turns out I wasn't imagining things. My fair state of Massachusetts shed jobs faster than any other since 2001. Guess when I moved here? Guess how long Goodwife Two-Cents has been looking for a full-time job? Guess where we're thinking of moving out of?
Just another bit of the scintillating glory that is the Bay State. It's a matter of tradeoffs. Want salt air, quaint villages, colonial houses, fried full-belly clams, polo matches open to the public on Sundays, a plethora of organic farms, the best Universities in the world, Moxie, Sky Bars, and cod fresh of the boat? You got it! Want miserably corrupt state politics, miserably corrupt local politics, bad roads, terrible signage, crumbling infrastructure, job loss, a cultural divide, meaningless traditions, outrageous local pollution, a cost of living higher than almost any other, and a yearly crop of the products of the best Universities in the world willing to work for much less than you? Well, ya got that too! Enjoy, sucker!
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