This is all a farce, right?
As the writer went down the list, naming all the problems, I was already chortling to myself, awaiting the hillarious punch line I thought was surely coming; only to be disappointed by the lame whimper with which it concluded.
Except for the lame ending, this story reminded me of the “lost dog” bulletin that made the rounds sometime ago. The sorrowing pet owner describes the missing dog as “blind in left eye, missing it’s left rear paw, etc., etc., and ends with, “answers to the name Lucky.”
The obvious solution is to go back to dredging as was done before they allowed extremist Greens to take over public administration.