So a few weeks ago, I took to the streets of Dallas in a fruitful search for kimchi. The overall trip went really well, except for the presence of some rather ubiquitous toll road signs the further in I got. Not actual toll booths, just signs. So, not really knowing what the heck was going on, and since there were no people there frantically waving their arms or otherwise trying to stop me, I just kept driving.
Visiting my parents this weekend allowed me to collect the mail still being sent to their address. One envelope was from the Dallas Tollway transit group, and held the bill for my use of those (now understandably) empty stretches of highway. $5.64.
And okay, fine, I will pay my six dollars. I am probably even going to actually buy one of those scanner card thingies so that I don't receive pictures of my car license plate in the mail anymore. But it got me to thinking... who up and decided that I have to pay $6 for the ability to drive down the street? In the name of one of my least favorite presidents, no less? I mean, I wouldn't mind if it was the President Taft Tollway. Who wouldn't want to ride down the highway in the name of the guy who got stuck in the White House bathroom. Or if I knew that the payment of the toll was to purchase some rolls...
Well that would be another matter entirely.
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