Mayor of Jackson, MI.
A city of 160,000?! Wow! That’s a large city to have these types of problems.
It’s an Atlas Shrugged world now.
How fast is the USA sinking to third-world sh!thole status?
Another $40 billion for Ukraine should do the trick
empire abroad always comes first.
So, how long have they been neglecting the system and stealing its budget, I wonder?
Really about time to stop paying taxes.
Ping
It sounds like the esteemed Mayor Chokwe Antar Lumumba has some ‘splainin’ to do.
He’s making Jackson into a 3rd World sh—hole.
I wonder why.
Infrastructure is crumbling, inflation skyrocketing, riots in the streets, but we have diversity and inclusiveness so all is good.
Puppies and rainbows for everyone!
Hmmm. Guess which party!
Are the Mayor and Governor both Democrats?
I would have no problem digging a hole in my backyard...I may not like it...but it's bio degradable....and the grass will be greener..
They wanted Africa, they got it!
This issue should be highlighted on all republican candidate speeches and slogans
Vote republican or you will not have water due to democrat incompetence
Democrats cut the water to want to ensure you don’t flush them down the drain!
Just think of all the green energy they will be saving by not having to run the municipal water pumps.
Mayor of Jackson, MI.
But the good news is, it is easy to get killed there.
Who knew that Johnny Cash was really singing about no water in Jackson?
We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout,
We’ve been talkin’ ‘bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out.
I’m goin’ to Jackson, I’m gonna mess around,
Yeah, I’m goin’ to Jackson,
Look out Jackson town.
Well, go on down to Jackson; go ahead and wreck your health.
Go play your hand you big-talkin’ man, make a big fool of yourself,
You’re goin’ to Jackson; go comb your hair!
Honey, I’m gonna snowball Jackson.
See if I care.
When I breeze into that city, people gonna stoop and bow. (Hah!)
All them women gonna make me, teach ‘em what they don’t know how,
I’m goin’ to Jackson, you turn-a loose-a my coat.
‘Cos I’m goin’ to Jackson.
“Goodbye,” that’s all she wrote.
But they’ll laugh at you in Jackson, and I’ll be dancin’ on a Pony Keg.
They’ll lead you ‘round town like a scalded hound,
With your tail tucked between your legs,
You’re goin’ to Jackson, you big-talkin’ man.
And I’ll be waitin’ in Jackson, behind my Jaypan Fan,
Well now, we got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper Sprout,
We’ve been talkin’ ‘bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out.
I’m goin’ to Jackson, and that’s a fact.
Yeah, we’re goin’ to Jackson, ain’t never comin’ back.
Well, we got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout’
And we’ve been talkin’ ‘bout Jackson, ever since the fire went...