You see, I am a smoker, and I’ve about had it with the flaky taxation without representation I get from Utah’s gloriously inept Legislature. Gov. Spineless did, of course, “allow the bill to become law without signature” [Hits & Misses, April 1, City Weekly].

Anyway, my stinky protest is liable to get me arrested for domestic nicotine terrorism. Sometimes one has to raise a little stink to get one’s voice heard. Or maybe it’ll all go unnoticed, which is not much different than I usually get. But, considering Utah and America’s current paranoid approach to letters (and stinking letters at that), I have probably shut down the Governor’s Office for at least several days, which means there will be hell to pay. It’s OK, and I take full responsibility for my protest and told Gov. Butt exactly that. I am hoping that I’ve started a fire in the governor’s ashtray. Damn, should I dare to dream?

Don Nash
Layton