Sunday, January 13, 2008

Let's Talk about the Elephant: do you want it shipped to the Moon or to Saturn?

...sent via email by Jewels, who is still trying to figure out how to post to this blogger: You know I loves ya Jwls

This Tale of Woe has reached me twice in two years. I think that is the idea, sort of a nudge to awaken the sleeping giant Public Opinion. Maybe, just maybe Georges W and H and Barbara will see it through our eyes, and unplug Washington, DC -- and move it to Salt Lake City.

Following blurbs are thought- provoking... pretty horrible how they are not funny.

Too scary to be funny! This humor ain’t.

The next time you hear a politician use the word 'billion' in a casual manner, think about whether you want the 'politicians' spending YOUR tax money.

A billion is a difficult number to comprehend, but one advertising agency did a good job of putting that figure into some perspective in one of its releases:

A. A billion seconds ago it was 1976, and Jan 10, Howlin’ Wolf, blues singer aka Chester Arthur Burnett born 1910, died. In 2004 James Segrest and Mark Hoffman authored “Moanin’ at Midnight: The Life and Times of Howlin’ Wolf.”

B. A billion minutes ago Jesus would have been 106 years old, had he not infuriated Pharisees leading to his final trial as a human around 30 AD.

C. A billion hours ago our ancestors were living in the Stone Age, 110,000 BC. Small stone tools found in Gaojia near Fengdu on the banks of the Yangtze indicate a tool workshop. More than a 1,000 tools have been found and were probably used to collect roots.

D. A billion days ago no-one walked on the earth on two feet. Although around 2.7 Million BC: A major change in global climate occurred about this time that may have forced the hominid line to develop rapidly.

E. A billion dollars ago was only 8 hours and 20 minutes, at the rate our government is spending it.

F. A billion dollar bills end to end reaches to the moon. Takes a billion more to get back... it’s about a dollar every six inches.


NEW ORLEANS – [recently asking for $4 Quadrillion in reparations...]
While these comparisons are still spanking new in our brains, let's take a look at New Orleans. It's amazing what you can learn with some simple division.
AP Updated 11:40 a.m. CT, Wed., Jan. 9, 2008
NEW ORLEANS - Hurricane Katrina's victims have put a price tag on their suffering and it is staggering — including one plaintiff seeking the unlikely sum of $3 quadrillion.
The total number — $3,014,170,389,176,410 — is the dollar figure so far sought from some 489,000 claims filed against the federal government over damage from the failure of levees and flood walls following the Aug. 29, 2005, hurricane. Of the total number of claims, the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers said it has received 247 for at least $1 billion apiece, including the one for $3 quadrillion. (AP Associated Press)
"That's the mother of all high numbers," said Loren Scott, a Baton Rouge-based economist.
For the sake of perspective: A mere $1 quadrillion would dwarf the U.S. gross domestic product, which Scott said was $13.2 trillion in 2007. A stack of one quadrillion pennies would reach Saturn.

The following seems like a bargain, but still a 21st century mind blower -- Louisiana Senator, Mary Landrieu (Dem), came up with asking Congress for $250 BILLION to rebuild New Orleans. Interesting number, what does it mean?

A. Well, if you are one of 484,674 residents of New Orleans (every man, woman, child), you each get $516,528.

B. If you have one of the 188,251 homes in New Orleans, your home gets $1,329,787.

C. If you are a family of four, your family gets $2,066,012.

Washington, D.C., HELLO!!! ... Are all your calculators broken?? Or, do your calculators work, just greed has you mind-swiped?

I sincerely think Congress sings this song every year:
Tax land, Tax wage, Tax bed in which they lay
Tax tractor, Tax mule, Teach taxes are the rule.
Tax cow, Tax goat, Tax pants,
Tax their coat.

Tax ties, Tax shirts, Tax work, Tax dirt.

Tax tobacco, Tax drink, Tax if one tries to think.
Tax booze, Tax beers, if one cries, Tax the tears.

Tax bills, Tax gas,
Tax notes, Tax cash.

Tax ‘em good and let ‘em know
That after tax, they have no dough

If they holler, Tax them more,
Tax them ‘til their good and sore.

Tax coffin, Tax grave, Tax the sod where we lay.
Put these words upon the tomb,

'Taxes drove me to my doom!'

And when they're gone, don't lwt them relax,
There’s still be inheritance TAX!!

Is this humorous?
Not one of these taxes existed 100 years ago, and our nation was the most prosperous in the world. We had absolutely no national debt, had the largest middle class in the world,
And Mom stayed home to raise the kids.

What happened? Can you spell ‘politicians??’

And I still have to 'press 1' for English.

I hope this goes around the USA at least 100 times!

What the heck happened?????

from Jewels / final draft/ edited by MPW >pd

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