“Greetings, Friends!”

CHRISTMAS is the one day of the year when we don’t receive packages in our home. For that I am grateful.

But not complacent. No, we are ever vigilant on behalf of our readers. Though I’d like to present an annual roll call like they do in The New Yorker, I got stuck rhyming-wise on my first nominee Thomas DiNapoli, as he so pointedly confirmed my only editorial in 2022, noting this statistic:

“An analysis by New York City’s Independent Budget Office released this week showed that the number of city taxpayers who earned between $1 million and $5 million declined 11% in 2020 from the prior year.“

Continuing in the not-so-smart ideas ideas column, is one to make NYC buses free to ride. It was put forth by NYS Assemblymen Mamdani & Gianaris as a response to pull the MTA out of an expected financial free-fall. Now I may not have gone to Harvard, but I know the difference between addition and subtraction, and this proposal would cost the MTA $678 million a year. Yikes, that’s almost as bad as having to come up with a rhyming word for Mamdani and Gianaris!

Well I’ve expended my quota of brain cells and vitriol for the week, a holy week at that, if not the holy week.

Holy – that rhymes with DiNapoli! Too late, will try again next year.

New York Risks Losing Wealthiest Over High Taxes, State Comptroller DiNapoli Says – cannoli, that rhymes too!

Pols Push Albany On Ideas For Free Bus Rides – I hear we might get free everything in 2023!