But in spite of all the tax, fee and regulatory reasons for leaving California, I was deeply concerned that I would be stranded in an uneducated, lawless morass of tobacco-chewing Neanderthals driving old clunkers on dirt roads where churches were on every street corner and there wasn’t a hospital to be found.
To me the choice seemed to be between higher after-tax income versus a civilized society with a higher quality of life.
Little did I know.
Monday, November 11, 2013
Fixing California: Higher taxes don’t mean a better life
Good article but I wished he talked more about Tennessee.