“En Priere”, Bill Douglas, from the album “Kaleidoscope”, (1993)
Every year “Year-End” roles around again, that wonderful annual exercise that determines whether or not one is still in business or just digging a grave, and how much blood are the gentle people in the corner offices of government going to suck this year to buy the voters.
Well, what’s good about things? June 27th 2020, woke up feeling refreshed and good about life in general. Good hot strong dark roast coffee, 3 cups. Aaahhh. It’s cloudy but +16 Celsius, that’s 61 degrees in America. Wind is 0 kph, about 0 mph. A pretty nice morning by most accounts. So far, all the customers and staff are smiling and cheerful, and everything is working fine in the business.
The oldsters are back to chatting in front of the post office since we have started to relax the news media generated terror of the “Global Pandemic” sweeping the planet and helping to enforce the new draconian controls on personal freedom which everyone mostly is now accepting. The young Mums are back to pushing their strollers and or leading their flocks about their daily round of mail, grocery store, bank, and home for lunch.
And around here it has been pretty much the same for the last 100 years. Except that there are now a few masked faces and folks are not standing in tight friendly groups like they used to, but rather more or less stay 6 or 10 feet apart, the better to be tracked by the authorities through the “Location Services” on their ubiquitous cell phones of any make or model, and half the restaurants that folks used to use are now closed and shuttered. Will they come back? Who knows.
So we have a new layer of authorities telling other folks how they should live their lives, even though the regular folks are just too busy living and the assumption now is that we are no longer “all in this working together” … we ARE the herd, being “herded” by the terrorists generating megatons of “Fear, Uncertainty, and Doubt”, and that is so far, more or less. accepted by we “the masses”.
And every year the current Tyrant’s representatives come around to take their cut of the fruits of our labours, some places more, some places less, some places all. So we get to year end, and why the Tyrant takes so much (although not all). One late unlamented Tyrant, of not so recent memory, was recorded as remarking “The art of good governance is in squeezing the goose just hard enough to get all the eggs but not hard enough to kill it”. And we all remember how that worked for the Great Northern Magus, another old member of the elite establishment by the name of Trudeau. Remember “Fuddle Duddle”? Remember the “National Energy Program”? Remember “Petrocan”? The 80’s were such fun.
And of course they, our Golden Leaders, need money, lots of money, to give all the voters what they are told they want and of course you have to pay all those ministers, and deputies, and directors, and managers, and chiefs, and all the way down to Andre. I remember a picture of Andre, shoveling away in the bottom of the excavation for a broken sewer line, being supervised by about 8 others who obviously were higher up in the food chain … The caption read: “Layoffs coming, Andre better look out”.
So a little “Gedanken Experiment” is in order. A Gedankenexperiment, (German: “thought experiment“) was a term used by German-born physicist Albert Einstein to describe his unique approach of using conceptual rather than actual experiments in creating the theory of relativity. So here’s the scene, our Gedankenexperiment …
Picture a nice estate, the big back yard, A Porsche and a Bentley in the garage, there are rolling lawns and nice shade trees, and hedges and flowers, and it is always sunny and happy, and right in the middle of this chill paradise for beautiful people is a nice big swimming pool, full of beautiful, and some not so beautiful people for balance, all playing and splashing and throwing water up in the air and generally enjoying themselves at this great big happy pool party.
Now, every few minutes someone in a work-stained coverall with a bucket of water in each hand, comes out of a hole in the hedge and walks across the rolling lawn up to the pool and dumps the buckets into the pool and then walks quietly away back out the hole to … somewhere else … presumably where the hewers of wood and drawers of water, and bucket makers, and coverall makers live and work … anyway, you can see this idealic picture in your mind’s eye, right?
But you need a little more information to really see the picture for what it is. The big swimming pool is “the government”. The water everyone is throwing around is “taxes”. The beautiful people in the pool are all the people who draw their sustenance through the “process of governing”. The only folks in the picture who are actually “Makers” are the folks with the buckets in the coveralls, and they don’t count because they have to look after themselves. All the rest are “Takers”.
So when a Taker is literally swimming in the tax pool and all the waters are taxes that someone else put there, please explain how the swimmer is paying “taxes” when everything he/she does, has, believes, owns, breaths, eats, is totally dependent on something someone else made? Those “someone else’s” called Makers. So explain again how “Everybody Pays”.
Now the “Takers” sincerely believe that they run the world and make everything possible … that they are doing “good” for others. They don’t even understand the Makers or what they do, because the Takers are doing “everything!”, right? So, if the makers are a null set, and the takers are doing everything, then who exactly are they doing it for?
Joe, Common Sense Lives! Viva la “Common Sense Revolution”
Again for the nit pickers, yea, it’s simplistic, so what? Simplistic truth trumps complicated BS every time.