Well, I can't say that the "Sad" part is that it is a tax on everyone, even low income earners. Perhaps that is the only glimmer of hope. When its their own ox getting Gored, then maybe some of the traditional "tax the rich", Dem voting crowd will begin to feel our pain, too, and have some second thoughts next election. But by design, the real hammer doesn't drop until after the next election and it is too late to reverse most of the damage done in any event. From what I read, this will amount to the largest tax increase in history (so far). The VAT tax may be worse. And H's health care plan is insanity. We fast approach the greatest depression in modern history, and America will not emerge on top (after the next World War?)
I somehow wish I had lived in the day when American patriots were willing to risk their fortunes and lives to wage a war for independence from an oppressive government and a new tax on tea, but the reality is I suppose, that I, too, am just one of the current day sheep waiting to be fleeced.
There is no science supporting man-made global warming. Solar activity and global temps are steadily falling. Criminal thugs and socialists now run our government and have raped the American economy. The engine of American greatness, capitalism and free market economy has been derailed and is coming to a screeching halt. Constitutional rights are now what the government says they are, not what the Constitution says they are -- where is the outrage over that?. And we have done it all to ourselves through greed, apathy, and inaction. Yes, we did change. A second revolution, greater than America's first, is now at hand.
The Second Coming
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer,
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thigh, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
-- William Butler Yeats, 1919
Have a nice day.
