How about we tax dumb people? That way we could get some money from the politicians finally. But, no, instead the mayor of San Francisco would like to tax sugary soft drinks. Yes, people, the Dumbasses of America want to tax my Coca-Cola. Well, not mine, since I don’t live, and will never, at least until this idiot is gone, live in San Francisco.
Why? Well because the people are fat. And it would probably be against some law to tax people based on their weight. I mean, wouldn’t you hate to go down to the IRS office to weigh yourself to determine how much you owe the Government to spy on you? I have a better idea: why don’t we tax Vitamin Water, since that makes people healthy, thus making them go to the doctor less, and thus contributing less to the economy.
I hate dumb politicians.
I have a problem with idiots, but I have a big problem with greedy idiots. Meet the Writer’s Guild of America. They are the union leading the American writer’s strike. I want to say upfront that I strongly support unions, and I support strikes if they are the absolute last step in negotiations. Over on the sister blog Get it Straight, I always cover and praise when a First Student yard joins a union.
Here’s the unfortunately under-covered part of the strike: the low-paid show staffers who are being laid off because the writer’s aren’t working. The news is semi-good in the late night comedy show area: All major shows are paying their show’s staffers through this strike, making sure they can put food on the table, in fact, NBC’s Last Call with Carson Daly had to return to the airwaves in order to insure that their staff wouldn’t be fired.
Compare this with some of the writers (Note: SOME. I know not all writers are this well off), which have salaries nearing $100,000 a year, and are even getting residuals (or money for each time a show is aired) for reruns airing during the strike!
I know they are trying to get money from sales of shows online (e.g. in the iTunes Store) and DVDs; and I agree that they should get residuals from those sales. But should they have been so quick to strike, and put the people who make their writing come alive’s jobs at risk?
How about we tax dumb people? That way we could get some money from the politicians finally. But, no, instead the mayor of San Francisco would like to tax sugary soft drinks. Yes, people, the Dumbasses of America want to tax my Coca-Cola. Well, not mine, since I don’t live, and will never, at least until this idiot is gone, live in San Francisco.
