This cry of anguish, written by MAH48, appeared on the National Post website: “From St Clair (Avenue) south to (Lake Ontario) to the (Toronto) islands, this city is one great gaping hole into which resources raised from hard working people . . . keep draining away on whacko spend-aholic, over-refreshed, world ‘class’ imbroglios. They never cease with the one-upmanship: ‘hey I buy (Sugar Beach) umbrellas for $xxk a pop…what are you gonna do?  Hey, man, no sweat. I buy giant rocks from laughing farmers in Muskoka, saw them up and truck them down here for their art value. And you? . . . ‘I buy granite when I can’t find anything more expensive to make into sidewalks for the rich condo owners down here . . . It’ll all heave and break in the spring-freeze-thaw cycle but then, when their Manolo-Blahnik heels break, I’ll get more cash and tear it all up and start again.’  . . . . ‘Nuts to you pikers. I buy sand and rail all the way from Ohio for a fake beach. It’s the most expensive sand I could find anywhere in North America. Even private golf courses can’t afford it but it’s what “we” deserve, right?’
Yet another division in our divided city. Over to you, Mayor Tory.

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