In a turn of events that NOBODY saw coming, it rained like hell this weekend – like it does pretty much every April. By my estimates, about seven million gallons fell on my property alone! I’m rich, biatch!
That’s a good thing because my data centers needed watering. They were looking a bit parched.
Word from Wall Street is the Evil Would-Be Water Monopolists and the Tech Broligarchy were heard to be saying “dammit, foiled again! Free water falling from the skies! Why did we not account for this?”
Wow – 16 tiny pissant towns of 1,200 people! Which means about 62 old ladies, 12 fat effeminate old guys and 5 cats named Mister Bigglesworth.
What he FAILS to tell these lonely, gullible old ladies as he is grifting their social security checks is that Texas Ag Commissioner has ZERO SAY in ANYTHING when it comes to water for data centers. Zero. None. Nada. Zilch.
If Clayton wanted to be a “water savior” to all the old ladies, he should be running for a position on the TCEQ, PUC, TWDB or the City council of Corpus Christi. Not Ag Commissioner.
He SHOULD be talking about the Mexican screwworm and promoting Texas food products. But he’s too busy yammering about power bills (also nothing to do with Ag Commissioner) and data center horseshit he knows nothing about.
Retard.