Top 6 Things I Hate About Cincinnati (Cleveland, Toledo: sales, income, property taxes)

[Joe 4520832257]

Originally Posted by hillside

Tell that to people paying city taxes and being shortchanged by city services.

Tell it to me, then. I live in Cincy city limits. My point stands. You have to use metro numbers, especially when talking about different city sizes. It doesn't make any sense otherwise.

But within the context of this thread, you make a great point. High taxes are one of the things I really hate about Cincinnati. I guess most of the blame goes to the county school district, not the city. However it's been a huge shock to move from a low-tax city to such a high-tax area.

[Ohiogirl81]

That's funny; I always thought the taxes in the city itself to be quite low, especially compared to surrounding townships that also are in the city school district.

[hopeful newcomers]

My friend James and I spend our days here making fun of the local talent. Cincinnati has got to be the worst city on the face of the earth. Take that dumb girl that posted a reply to your rant, does she really think the bad drivers are from michigan??? Idiot. Every guy here has a goatee, and every girl is over weight with a couple of kids and i divorce under her belt. Anyway, we both work at the airport, and have not met anyone normal, who has ever been out of the confines of this horrendous city. So, if you want to make some new friends, hit us up.
kim

[jlrosen]

Originally Posted by hopeful newcomers

Anyway, we both work at the airport, and have not met anyone normal, who has ever been out of the confines of this horrendous city.

This sentence means the only normal people you have met have never been out of the confines of from this City.

[Cincy-Rise]

Originally Posted by hopeful newcomers

My friend James and I spend our days here making fun of the local talent.

Kim, get a life.

[ftte27]

lol ur right. we NEVER use our turn signals. i live in florida now and ill tell u nati drivers are better than florida drivers!! lol. jus thought ur thread was funny

[wilson1010]

We think we have it bad in Cincinnati. Here is a post from a similar thread for Moab Utah:

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Great place to visit
Yes, Moab is a great place to visit, but you wouldn't want to live there. I know because I have been stuck in this stinking dump for fifteen years. I wish I could leave, but my resources are gone. It is easy to make a small fortune here. You just bring a large one and wait. There are no jobs here. There is a urinal cake factory that spews its stench over the town like a meth lab gone all wrong. I feel like a Senator stuck in a toilet stall without even a vice cop to seduce. Forget culture. Unless you think enchiladas made with cream of mushroom soup is haute cuisine, you are out of luck. My property continues to decline in value, so even if I sell I won't even be able to make it to a decent welfare office in a real city. I love all the things that Moab offers. Rocks, sand, sunlight, wind, dust. Did I mention rocks? The highlight of my week was watching cars being crushed two blocks from my foul, smelly home. No one that I know is better off than I, and most are even more depressed, poverty stricken, and desperate. All of the neighbors nearby have moved out, so there isn't even a junkie or registered sex offender around to entertain me, these being the previous occupants of the now vacant houses. The junkies' lovely children kept setting my yard and their house on fire, so actually, I am a bit relieved that they have moved on, although it is difficult to sleep without the screaming and smell of smoke. I miss the sex offender as well. Somehow looking out the window is not as deeply fulfilling now, without seeing him there, staring back. I am the only person I know who actually lives in a real, live mobile home. My better-off friends live in abandoned vehicles, discarded travel trailers, or structures made of things like PVC pipe and clear plastic, mud and straw, or composites of several of these fascinating architectural genres. My less auspicious friends simply live in culverts, or move around for variety. One just stays drunk and lives on the river. He is no longer fully house trained, so I usually visit him. Another one simply lives outside with his mules. He is a famous local artist, so he gets special treatment. Among my friends are engineers, teachers, craftsmen, and other degreed professionals. Our skills are many, but opportunities to use them here are rare. Burglars have the same difficulty here, as well, since there is little to steal. Moab has robbed us of any dignity, self-esteem, or hope that we foolishly brought with us. I have had the sublime pleasure of dumpster diving with two PHD's at the same time. We talked about existentialism as we attempted to find the hidden meaning in the delightful discarded food therein. Sadly, the supermarket now destroys all its expired food. Can’t be feeding the poor. It only encourages them. The hidden meaning was "escape while there is still time."

[nokygirl]

Originally Posted by wilson1010

We think we have it bad in Cincinnati. Here is a post from a similar thread for Moab Utah:

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Great place to visit
Yes, Moab is a great place to visit, but you wouldn't want to live there. I know because I have been stuck in this stinking dump for fifteen years. I wish I could leave, but my resources are gone. It is easy to make a small fortune here. You just bring a large one and wait. There are no jobs here. There is a urinal cake factory that spews its stench over the town like a meth lab gone all wrong. I feel like a Senator stuck in a toilet stall without even a vice cop to seduce. Forget culture. Unless you think enchiladas made with cream of mushroom soup is haute cuisine, you are out of luck. My property continues to decline in value, so even if I sell I won't even be able to make it to a decent welfare office in a real city. I love all the things that Moab offers. Rocks, sand, sunlight, wind, dust. Did I mention rocks? The highlight of my week was watching cars being crushed two blocks from my foul, smelly home. No one that I know is better off than I, and most are even more depressed, poverty stricken, and desperate. All of the neighbors nearby have moved out, so there isn't even a junkie or registered sex offender around to entertain me, these being the previous occupants of the now vacant houses. The junkies' lovely children kept setting my yard and their house on fire, so actually, I am a bit relieved that they have moved on, although it is difficult to sleep without the screaming and smell of smoke. I miss the sex offender as well. Somehow looking out the window is not as deeply fulfilling now, without seeing him there, staring back. I am the only person I know who actually lives in a real, live mobile home. My better-off friends live in abandoned vehicles, discarded travel trailers, or structures made of things like PVC pipe and clear plastic, mud and straw, or composites of several of these fascinating architectural genres. My less auspicious friends simply live in culverts, or move around for variety. One just stays drunk and lives on the river. He is no longer fully house trained, so I usually visit him. Another one simply lives outside with his mules. He is a famous local artist, so he gets special treatment. Among my friends are engineers, teachers, craftsmen, and other degreed professionals. Our skills are many, but opportunities to use them here are rare. Burglars have the same difficulty here, as well, since there is little to steal. Moab has robbed us of any dignity, self-esteem, or hope that we foolishly brought with us. I have had the sublime pleasure of dumpster diving with two PHD's at the same time. We talked about existentialism as we attempted to find the hidden meaning in the delightful discarded food therein. Sadly, the supermarket now destroys all its expired food. Can’t be feeding the poor. It only encourages them. The hidden meaning was "escape while there is still time."

OMG - that is hilarious.

[lifesentence]

In all ways. Unless you grew up there and have never traveled anywhere; this is common in Cincinnati, and those people are particularly fun to be with.

Rednecks, illiterates, angry and hostile people of color, angry and hostile racists, pompous wealthy exploiters, exhibitionist politicians without ideas, REALLY uniquely Facist men, REALLY uniquely oblivious women, children proudly raised in these traditions, smug ego-driven unaware artistic communities (both traditional and alternative), massive neglect of spectacular and irreplaceable historic architecture, thoughtless restructuring and destruction of community assets, insanely wasteful local government spending (think: summer olympics), hideous weather patterns, shifting clay soil unsuitable for new construction (if you imagine you are immune from this, just wait a few years), relentless and growing air pollution, reverence for alcohol consumption accompanied by intolerant drug laws, all neighborhoods experience violent crime, and, of course, drivers as described above.

Do not choose to move to Cincinnati unless you feel you can come to terms with all of these things, because you will have to if you live there.

[Cincy-Rise]

Originally Posted by lifesentence

In all ways. Unless you grew up there and have never traveled anywhere; this is common in Cincinnati, and those people are particularly fun to be with.

Rednecks, illiterates, angry and hostile people of color, angry and hostile racists, pompous wealthy exploiters, exhibitionist politicians without ideas, REALLY uniquely Facist men, REALLY uniquely oblivious women, children proudly raised in these traditions, smug ego-driven unaware artistic communities (both traditional and alternative), massive neglect of spectacular and irreplaceable historic architecture, thoughtless restructuring and destruction of community assets, insanely wasteful local government spending (think: summer olympics), hideous weather patterns, shifting clay soil unsuitable for new construction (if you imagine you are immune from this, just wait a few years), relentless and growing air pollution, reverence for alcohol consumption accompanied by intolerant drug laws, all neighborhoods experience violent crime, and, of course, drivers as described above.

Do not choose to move to Cincinnati unless you feel you can come to terms with all of these things, because you will have to if you live there.

Keep your fat, white, lame, hillbilly, moronic, uninspiring, uncreative, *****-***, ass out of here.