
They are fucking demon spawn. Who would want a job as despicable as this? Its like the tax collector during the Dark Ages. Padding the coffers of the powers-that-be with arbitrary, needless citations that serves only to drive the population to the point of rage. If anyone is privy to the next DPT bbq or large gathering, please post here. I feel like punching each and every current, past and future DPT metermotherfucker square in the genitals. They deserve no sympathy for their work. And the prince of darkness himself, Gavin Newsom! Ha! I hope he has a heart attack during one of his coke-fueled binges. Coke likely purchased with money he's pilfered every time we forget to move our car, in our neighborhood. Every time a minion from hell decides that that ticky-fucking-tack Vehicle Ordinance does apply. Oh look! a tire not quite turned all the way out! Cackles! Yay! More coke for Gavin! Cha-ching! $50.00! Cha-ching! $100.00!
Its fucking criminal.
As if the cost of living in this city wasn't high enough. Having a vehicle is quickly becoming as yet another indicator of class position. Fuel prices nearly $5.00/gal. Insurance premiums ~$1000.00/year. Taxes. Registration. Parking tickets. Parking tickets should be reflective of the relative cost of the privilege of owning a vehicle. Something in the neighborhood of $10-20/ticket. A slap on the wrist. Not the potentially full days pay working at the supposedly "working wage," this city deems is livable. Its livable, if you are also on welfare, use the unsophisticated public transit, don't have any ambitions for owning a vehicle. I wish an act of God would completely obliterate the entire infrastructure of the DPT.
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