On Pepe's dime

Charly's tax euros hard at work. Finally, finally, some good use comes of it, by letting the Nanny State take care of moi. Though, I must say, I was totally underwhelmed by the TGV--supposedly the crown jewel of Frenchie technology. Unlike the lowliest Greyhound bus on a dingy run to Albany, this train has no WiFi--the horror, the horror! I mean, duh -- when will Charly pay up to install free WiFi everywhere? It's a basic human right, no? And, to add insult to injury, there was no juice in those Frenchie plugs. The TGV guy says it's due to an electrical malfunction. Man, oh, man. Charly, I think this is what happens when you don't pay enough taxes. I'm waiting for Dutch to increase your tax rate to 75%, and then perhaps -- perhaps -- they'll figure out how to get current flowing in those fancy choo-choo trains.