Summer has been set in nicely, and it's been work, work, work.  Pretty much all I do is work, sleep, and play Talisman Online.  I've lost most of my interest in this site or even checking my email.

  The only reason I'm writing this post is because I have something I want to get out.  FYI: The tax part is just an add-on, but I'll start with it to get it out of the way.

  Small survey, here.  By a show of reply, how many of you, who get some sort of income, get that income from a person poorer than you?  How many from someone who makes the same amount as you?  How many from someone who makes more than you?

  Why would you want the government to take money away from people who provide jobs and incomes to less wealthy people?

  If I have a business and employees.  What do you think will happen if you make the cost of doing business more expensive?

  The same for the cost to the customer for the service provided.

  I'm just wondering how people justify taxing businesses into submission at the same time as expressing such great and "compassionate" "concern" for people in poverty and unemployment.

  This applies to business both great and small.  A greater business just means more people are being employed and serviced.

  It's like those silver balls on some peoples' desks.  You hit one side, but it's the other side that is effected the most.

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  Okay.  Now the other topic.  I've created art, written stories and poems, read books, enjoyed movies, but I'm aware that my opinions of such things have changed as I have changed.

  Creativity has it's place, but it's all a question of what kind of creativity.  Let me explain myself with this short exchange.


  Bob:  "Okay, so everything on the planet is in ruins, and there are only a few hundred people left on the planet.  How about we take an assessment of out group and see what we can do to make sure we survive in this world made once again primitive, shall we?

  "When I point to you, tell us what your profession was in life, and we'll see how much use you'll be."


Jim:  "I was a farmer."

Bob:  "And you still are, my friend."

Harry:  "I was a construction worker."

Bob:  "Excellent."

Julie:  "I'm an architect!"

Bob:  "Okay.  You can work with Harry.  Very good."

Joe:  "I"m a lawyer."

Bob:  "Uh... well....  Any hobbies?"

Joe:  "I went hunting every other weekend."

Bob:  "Excellent."

Pamela:  "I'm and English major.  Or at least I was."

Bob:  "Any hobbies or talents?"

Pamela:  "I like reading.  I'm always reading, unless I'm writing.  I write a lot.  People are always telling me they love my stories."

Bob:  "Have you read any books on farming or building or survival or anything like that?"

Pamela:  "I read Call Of The Wild in Junior High."

Bob:  "As did we all.  Next."

Maurice:  "I was the most respect food critic in Manhattan."

Mark:  "I wrote for the New York Times.  I love your work, Maurice."

Maurice:  "Oh, thank you.  I had a friend who worked at the Times.  Maybe you knew him."

Bob:  "Next."

Donovan:  "I'm an activist."

Bob:  ".......... okay."

Karen:  "I sculpt religious icons out of feces to make a statement about religion."

Bob:  "I... guess you can help Harry.  ...?"

John:  "I'm a doctor."

Bob:  "Oh, thank goodness."


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  Question:  Just how truly important is what knowledge you hold dear?  Just how useful a person are you?