That answers my questions quite well... thanks..
i.e. You are doing "alright" under the current system. So if it works (for you) why fix it.. or better, a little tweeking will make it EVEN BETTER!.. Thought as much..
Bigun; reminds me of a quote..
"This boys about as sharp as a bowling ball.." -Foghorn Leghorn..
I still feel the Fair Tax is a Utopian Scheme, boys, but the current system is seditious from the git go(seditious to a republic not a democracy).. To Make it BETTER.?. Barf.. my spirit spits on it from the inferno... The federal government is "THE" Trojan Horse however you fund the freepin parasitical werewolf...
Damn.. I'm almost a Loosertarian..
Somebody slap my ass.. but be careful I'm armed.. and very very pissed off..
Yes indeed and there is apparently NO help for whatever disease it is that aflicts him.
Reminds me of another quote:
Ignorance is correctable; stupid is forever! Author unknown
If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, go home from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or your arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that ye were our countrymen."
Samuel Adams
Nah! kinda like salty ole pharts like you and this here feller:
"Carlos Manuel Robles, you have been tried by twelve true and good men, not of your peers, but as high above you as heaven is of hell; and they said your guilty." "Time will pass and seasons will come and go; Spring with its wavin' green grass and heaps of sweet-smellin flowers on every hill and dale. Then will come sultry Summer, with her shimmerin' heat-waves on the baked horizon; and Fall with her yellow harvest-moon and the hills growin' brown and golden under a sinkin' Sun; and finally Winter, with its bitin', whinin' wind, and all the land will be mantled with snow. But you won't be here to, see any of 'em, Carlos Manuel Robles; not by a damn sight, because it's the order of this court that you be took to the nearest tree and hanged by the neck. The sheriff will ride off leaving you to dangle by the neck until you are dead, dead, dead you no good son-of-a-bitch!"
Signed: Judge Roy Bean