Showing posts with label taxes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label taxes. Show all posts

Saturday, July 21, 2012

The Thing With Mitt Romney

Earlier this week, Jon Stewart said smart things about Mitt Romney on The Daily Show. Because Viacom are being jerks, it's difficult to find clips of it online - and the rights to the show differ from country to country, so I'd probably have to find 6 or 7 videos anyway, but have instead affixed it on an image:


I'd like to add this: Romney's running for President of the United States. Chief of the country with the biggest influence on Democracy on earth. As President, one of the things he'd have to decide on is how to spend his people's money - what services to provide, what benefits to give, who to subsidize, what wars to wage.

This money comes from taxes.

Romney (and folks like him) paid 15% in taxes last year, yet is worth roughly about half a billion dollars. His money is and always has been held in tax shelters (previously Switzerland, now the Bahamas and Caiman Islands).

How can he be an authority on - and have authority with - his people's money when he, himself, barely contributes to the pot?

And that's just the tip of the iceberg. As an elected official, he's allowed free health care, paid for by seemingly everybody in the country except himself.

That's what's offensive. Not the ''fact that he's rich'' - everyone deserves a fair shot at life. It's what you do during it that matters, and what he's done is hide his away from the greater good and try to manipulate everyone else's. It's unfait, it's wrong, and above all, it's unfit of a Presidency.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

George Carlin, Psychic

Word for fucking word, three years and one President after he died, we all got proof that he was 150% right last week.

George Carlin was voted second on Comedy Central's list of 100 best stand-up comedians of all time (ahead of Lenny Bruce, behind Richard Pryor), in which all members of the top-3 were not only hilarious but also very important voices in Social Change - and justice and rights.

But only Bill Hicks came close in predicting the future, and even he was off; Carlin was dead-on. Bleak, negative, almost apocalyptic - but dead-on.


Friday, July 8, 2011

Lack Of Gonzoisms

I'm at my best when I write angry, or in total fucking pain. I know that.

When I'm only mildly in pain - as has been the case in the past few months - my writing becomes more static, more common, it loses its edge, part of its meaning, and most of its personality.

That's why I've been keeping away from the keyboard a bit, because I don't feel like submitting (all 4 of) my readers to sub-par writing. And because I haven't drank in over a month.

My best friend Alex, from Mexico, has been trying to encourage me to write at least one post a day, but I can't bring myself to do it. I'll try, for realz, but I don't want this once-pride-worthy blog to dip below the Mason-Dixon line of what I can stand to have my name attached to.

But worry not: the (Federal) Tax Man has come asking me for $7500 I don't have, so I'm bound to get pissed off soon enough...