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Shoreline resiliency against sea level rise and flooding in Connecticut is largely in the hands of local governments. But with money tight and local budgets reliant on the taxes shoreline properties generate, efforts to protect coastal communities from climate change have been slow and underfunded. Some communities, however, are making more progress than others.
Connecticut is fortunate it hasn't been hit by a tropical-style storm since the successive storms of Irene and Sandy in 2011 and 2012 swamped the coastline, illuminating its vulnerabilities to the effects of climate change. That's because there's a general consensus that if either of those storms were to hit now, they would be just as damaging.
Connecticut taxpayers want to know they are getting the most bang for their buck. They want to know their tax dollars are being invested in projects that produce significant returns on jobs and economic growth. When resources are limited, we all want to know that our state is making smart investments. Connecticut’s maritime economy is one place where we see this in action every day.
Concerned that there is an ever-dwindling number of businesses remaining in Connecticut for the Democrat-controlled state legislature and Democrat executive agencies to hamstring, state Attorney General William Tong has recently announced that he will open his aperture and seek to kill national businesses, as well. Tong will join a highly partisan field of eight other states and the District of Columbia to sue to block the proposed merger of T-Mobile and Sprint.
Businesses and high wage earners are leaving the state, and there are increased taxes on the middle class. No wonder people at all levels of the economic ladder have lost faith in their government. With such an anti-business climate, and so many broken promises, GE may not be the only company headquarters to leave.
The sound of dragging, then the tap of the rubber-tipped, three-pronged, metal cane, repeated methodically until after a few moments Ed would appear at my office door, his blue eyes twinkling, cheeks red with exertion. He always had a plastic grocery bag with him, filled with newspaper clippings, and occasionally a toy car for my collection. In 1999, I was Ed’s history professor and academic advisor, and he had become my student at the age of 80, finishing up a bachelor’s degree in history he had begun after completing his service in World War II.
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