Senator Mike Thompson retweetet
’Twas the night before Christmas in Kansas, all quiet in state,
While taxpayers slept, politicians sealed fate.
The Capitol buzzed with a bipartisan glow,
Red ties and blue ties all whispering “go.”
Republicans preached of the free market’s might,
Then signed welfare checks for a billionaire’s site.
Democrats vowed they’d protect the little guy,
While handing out billions and winking an eye.
The Governor smiled, pen ready to fly,
“Look—jobs! Look—growth!” “No new taxes!” was the well-rehearsed cry.
They hugged at the podium, left, right, and center,
As taxpayers wondered, “Hey… where did we enter?”
They promised Super Bowls, Final Fours galore,
Big events, big stages, they swore and swore—
But tickets priced high, out of reach by design,
For the folks funding every last luxury line.
They dusted off STAR bonds, stretched far past their lane,
A “district” so massive it redefined the game.
Once meant for towns and a modest boost,
Now bloated and bent till the rules felt loose.
The stadium sparkled in ribbon and bows,
Paid for by folks who can’t miss a paycheck or two, who knows?
While donors popped champagne and owners said “cheers,”
The public got debt for the next twenty to thirty years.
So keep this in mind as the lights dim tonight:
When Topeka agrees, read the fine print twice.
Because this wasn’t a deal — it was history made,
The worst stadium swindle any state ever okayed.
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