The perfect state.

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In my perfect state it is like communism, which is supposed to work without corruption.

The state gives money to the people. The people work shifts to do the work. When they work they get more money. If they don't work they get much less. The state makes all the money back at several tax points to make sure they stay in control of this 'high society.' The people get money to buy goods, but there is no demand for anything, so the money spent on people working is more for less appealing jobs. No food stamps, real money.

Coruption is dealt with through transparency. If they do the crime they do the time. Voting is no longer necessary, as everybody has what they want, but they can still vote or leaders that put priority on things.
 
I've said this many times before to my friends: I long for Texafornia. Independently, the two states each do many things brilliantly. But, if it were up to me, I'd marry the two. Then and only then, Utopian living will have been reached. Who doesn't want to improve upon their living conditions? That's what I thought. Below, I am going to hit some highlights and lowlights of each state. While I have a fondness for each, Texas will always be home. It is where I spent 36 years of my life. Without further ado, here we go...

Let's get past the obvious difference: Texas has abysmal weather and California provides more weather envy per capita than any other state in the union. Matter of fact, most Californians I know are complete and utter weather pansies. If it gets to 84 degrees outside, that is considered hot and uncomfortable. Texans would take 84 degrees in a millisecond and might even take a decent pay cut to ensure the mercury never registers north of that mark. Truth be told, the trees sweat in Texas. The state bird is either the flying cockroach or the over-sized, blood-thirsty, steroidal mosquito which has been known to carry away small pets. Meanwhile, the marine layer provides Californians with built in air conditioning. There are no mosquitoes in SoCal and I have never seen a cockroach that could be fit with tail numbers the way they can be in Texas. These differences are the obvious "givens" in this analytical display of genius.
 
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