Where in the World is Mayor Jim Paine?

He’s flying first-class, while your roads collapse,
Burning through tax dollars like they’re endless cash,
Where in the world is… Mayor Jim Paine?

Catch Him If You Can

Ever wonder where your some of your hard-earned tax dollars go? Turns out, they have frequent flyer miles. Mayor Jim Paine has turned “official travel” into a full-time hobby, bouncing from conferences in D.C. to networking events in fancy hotels—all on the taxpayer’s dime. Because, obviously, you can’t manage a city from City Hall. Nope! You have to do it from a conference room 1,000 miles away, preferably with a catered buffet.

No Oversight? No Problem!

And here’s the best part—Jim is the only one signing off on his own receipts. That’s right. No finance committee, no independent review—just Jim, a pen, and a calculator he probably uses like a paperweight.

And speaking of math, let’s talk about those insane “taxes and service charges” he’s been racking up—up to 52% on some poolside hotel rooms. Fifty-two percent! Now, if Jim were actually good at numbers, maybe he’d realize that’s odd, and he probably didn’t need poolside, but hey it’s your money. But this is the same guy who thought that lowering the mill rate by 25% while appraisals skyrocketed by 70% would somehow save taxpayers money. Spoiler alert: it didn’t. Because when your property value jumps and the rate drop doesn’t cover the difference, you end up paying more. Basic math… unless you’re Jim.

But don’t worry, there’s oversight. Because it looks like the only person reviewing Jim’s expenses… is Jim. That’s letting the same guy who didn’t pay his city utilities ontime while mayor have his own oversight.

Luxury Travel, Local Struggles

While Superior residents juggle sky-high property taxes and mysterious budget shortfalls, Mayor Paine is out somewhere, bravely representing the city at what we can only assume is an essential cocktail hour. Meanwhile, your potholes could swallow a sedan and your tax bill keeps climbing—but hey, at least Jim got to shake hands with some bureaucrats in another time zone.

Taxpayer-Funded World Tour

Forget “Where’s Waldo?”—just follow the money. No oversight ?, no accountability ?, just a bottomless expense account with Jim’s signature on it. Want to find him? Check the most expensive steakhouse near a government event. Want your city actually managed? Good luck.

Well, he’s sipping champagne while your bills go high,
And his only oversight is his own damn guy,
Where in the world is… Mayor Jim Paine?