They're So Nice When You Leave

I was amazed at how nice everyone was a few days before moving from Massachusetts. The people at church, who took me out to lunch after service, gave me a book during service, and thanked me for my music. However, I think they're going to use the scholarship money for office rent. We fundraised to send me and someone else to the denomination headquarters for a week's study, and the only reason I hadn't already used mine is that I couldn't afford the plane fare. I wouldn't even mind so much if they sent someone else, but to use those funds for anything but spiritual scholarship strikes me as slimy, if not illegal.

People at restaurants and stores were nice too. Also the rubbish hauler, but since I think we paid for his kid's next semester at college, that could be just creampot love. Even the guy who bought our house dropped by on his way back from the ashram to meet us. We had a great dinner, with him and my husband talking techno and him and me talking about yoga and intensified spiritual experience. I was sorry not to have had him for a friend, but then I tried to aim our house at people like us, not trying to doll it up for the Average American family. So we sold it to a technoworker with books and cats. His real estate and mortage company hailed from the Black Lagoon, so I was glad to think better of him at least.

Massachusetts is too expensive to live in when you don't have a job. Even my marvelous contracting stint seems to have evaporated (after doing 9 weeks of work in 3 and their delaying my paychecks for...well, still haven't received them). A recent survey showed that one-quarter of MA residents would leave if they could. So my idea is that there should be a government program subsidizing those folks, and then maybe that would leave a reasonable number of people in the state.

I just deleted a few bitter sentences. Look ahead, not behind. Forgive. All that stuff.
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