A Peaches and Cream Speech

Good grief, Charlie, where ya been lately?

Side-steppin’ your elected responsibilities of addressing the needs of Floridians with your travels on both sides of the Atlantic, from South America way down south in Argentina to points north and east in Israel and Britain?

Gallivanting and carousing the United States with an older man, anticipating an inheritance of influence and power?

Smile and the Florida Legislator with you and your positive thinking but the truth of the matters are not as you portray them to be. Was that a tongue-in-cheek speech you gave during the State of the State Address? You can’t laugh off the depressive effects of the construction industry and the rippling tide it spreads through a multitude of other businesses.

You've never owned a home, so how can you relate to the affects of property taxes and home insurance on

You can’t shrug off the crash-boom-bang economics as a result of unending foreclosures in this State that has built itself on burgeoning homeowner property tax revenue. With most Americans experiencing one type of financial hardship or another, you can’t even rely on the tourist industry to keep the sunny side up above the looming clouds of a gloomy forecast.

Perhaps you’ve been blinded by the light of the midday sun and just don’t realize how the state of the State is something other than a healthy rose-colored crystal ball; it’s more like a stained-glass outlook through a hazy window.

The forecast is for cloudy skies.

Rather than what was portrayed in your Peaches and Cream speech, the State of affairs is ripe with rotting fruit and soured skim milk.