To Pay or Not to Pay

To pay, or not to pay: that is the question:
Whether it is lighter on the pocket to suffer
The demands of outrageous Health budgets,
Or to take arms against a sea of torts,
And by defying, end them? To lie: to weep;
No more; enough we say, we end them now!

The calculating of a thousand demands
That council is heir to, it is a dilemma
Devoutly to avoid. To whine, to weep;
To seek perchance a grant: ay, there's the rub;

For in that search for wealth, what schemes may come
When we have shuffled off this lengthy term
Must give us pause: where is the respect
That makes comedy of a four-year term?

For who would bear the whips and scorns of electors,
The rail-lands wrongs, the Conservation blight,
The pangs of the DSSAB, the copper’s hats,
The insolence of a District Health Unit?

Much patience is requir’d of the unworthy,
When he or she themselves might quietus make
With a bare bodkin? Who else would bear,
To grunt and sweat under Cogeco lights?

But that the dread of something after audit,
The undiscovered deals from whose in-camera
No lawyer returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?

Thus litigation does make fools of us all;
And hence the cost of resolution
Is covered over with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pitch and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.-- Soft you now!

Thus fair Council! Mayor, in thy orisons
Be all thy lawsuits remembered.