Monday, March 2, 2015

The Definition of Insanity

One Smart Cookie
There's an old axiom that states that the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result. Attributed to Albert Einstein, it is a saying that holds very true today, and one that will make my new foray into trying to educate liberals on economics betray the title of this blog. But if I reach even one liberal today, I will consider the effort worthy. So kick back with a cup of coffee and let's take another stab at this, shall we?

For starters, let's look at President Reagan's "trickle down economics". Reagan's idea was a simple one, and one that John F. Kennedy agreed with; a rising tide lifts all boats. Sea tides do not care about a person's societal status. It lifts the yachts along with the dingys.

Nor do Republicans care about a person's societal status. The idea is to build a robust economy through free trade and unfettered opportunities for success. Life is not fair, that is another old axiom, and one no less true than that of Einstein. Opportunity is fair, but not everyone gets the brass ring, whether through poor decisions or lack of motivation. But Democrats believe that those who do excel economically have somehow cheated, and therefore deserve some punitive action from government. What they fail to take into account, however, are the glaring and numerous failures throughout history of their alleged solutions.

President Lyndon Johnson began the so called "War on Poverty" back in the 60's, yet look where that has gotten us. Subsidies for individuals who provide no return on the investment merely lead to an entire new crop of the very same people. And they keep growing annually.

Taxation does nothing to reward "the little guy" and yet certainly harms the big guy and, therefore, the little guy as well. When the big guy has less expendable capitol, he naturally tightens his belt. As such, he hires less people -- or in the case of the current crop of tax thirsty Democrats, actually lets some go -- and so the little guy is now out of work. But if the big guy has more expendable capitol, he buys products, hires more people (the little guy) and everyone's lives are improved.

Milton Friedman the
Godfather of economics.
Winston Churchill once said, "We contend that for a nation to try to tax itself into prosperity is like a man standing in a bucket and trying to lift himself up by the handle".  
If that doesn't adequately explain the futility of over taxation, I defy anyone to do a better job. Of course, Milton Friedman was fearless in his quest to make the layman understand the same principles, and he is sorely missed today as the liberals have successfully created a chasm between rich and poor that has spawned an irrational hatred of the rich.

Through a curriculum of envy and class warfare, the left in America has employed the tactics of Lucifer himself in sowing a generation of people who think that the rich have been stealing from them their whole lives, spanning generations to include the ridiculous notion that their parents and grandparents have also been held down by the rich. Keep in mind, there are indeed some evil rich people in the world, but for the most part, they are just hard working Americans who have had the will to reach beyond what most of us have achieved.

I say bravo for them, but more importantly, I say thank you to them for providing a job for me throughout my entire life, in one form or another. The Democrats (i.e. liberals, progressives, etc.) have not provided anything to the American people but scraps and morsels to barely sustain their insatiable jealousy of the very people they should join me in thanking.

When government taxes the rich, that does nothing at all to help the poor  beyond a government check and a furthering of their dependence of the next government check. They lose their drive to succeed and become more and more dependent on government for their sustenance. One more old axiom for your consideration: "Give a man a fish and he'll eat for a day. Teach a man to fish and he'll eat for a lifetime". The first guy will show up at your door day every day looking for another fish.

The danger of the liberal philosophy is -- just as a drug pusher depends on his "customers" becoming addicted -- that the more people who become hooked on government cheese, the more taxes need to be raised on the "rich". And if there are tax cuts in the future, the rich will once again be vilified.  Many of you may be familiar with this story, but remember kids, we're insanely trying -- yet again -- to reach a few liberals. I won't share the story in its entirety here, but here is a link where you can read the whole thing.

Caution to my readers...please do not hold your collective breath in waiting for any form of confirmation that this article succeeded, for we may never know. But we can all hold out hope that somewhere, someone gets it. Hopefully it will be a whole gaggle of millennials.







Sphere: Related Content

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Idiocy Does Not Come Cheap

Here's a guy with a job.
He looks delighted, doesn't he?
Seemingly striving to shatter the boundaries of utter stupidity, Obama's State Department deputy spokesperson Marie Harf  spoke to Chris Matthews of MSNBC's  Hardball on February 16th regarding the problems of ISIS (yes, not "ISIL") and the motivations of that ruthless band of heathens. Aside from the insanity of the things she said, there is also a rich irony buried within them, as well.

By now many of you have already heard that the basis of her premise is that we "can't kill our way out of this war. We need to go after the root causes that leads people to join these groups, whether it's lack of opportunity for jobs...". Now I don't know if that is official Administration policy or not, but judging by Obama's stance on radical Islam, I tend to believe it is.

So ostensibly, Ms. Harf thinks that as long as we get ISIS "good paying" jobs, we won't have to worry about them and, ergo, we won't have to kill them anymore. (Note: rich irony to follow below).

So we have an administration in place that doesn't believe that ISIS or Hamas or al Qaeda are "Islamic", and that the only radicals in town are TEA Party members. We must be wary of radical extremists on the right side of the aisle, and coddle the actual terrorists who cause, um...terror and murder. Probably because the Muslim call to prayer is "the most beautiful sound" Obama has ever heard.

But that's not even the reason that Ms. Harf's words are so disturbing -- and they'd be hysterically funny if not so sad and terrifying. No, this is a statement from a member of the Obama administration that is so inept that jobs under their reign have become so scarce that millions of Americans have given up looking for work altogether. (Hint: this is why the unemployment rate is so low). But those millions of Americans permanently out of work have not joined ISIS. In fact, most haven't killed a soul. What a curious thing.

Poverty does not a terrorist make. Osama bin Laden was a millionaire, and yet our Twin Towers in New York are gone. In 1932 the unemployment rate in Germany was 30%, and by 1938 is was 5%. And Germany was at war with the world. Poor people are not angry, they're just miserable, and even that is not always true. Some are just fine with it as long as they have the Lord. They do not feel the need to remove the heads of innocent people who bear no responsibility for their condition.

So here comes the irony part...we have an Obama administration that hemorrhages more jobs then it can ever create, reason being is that its policies inherently deter job growth. So how in God's name will they defeat ISIS by creating jobs??

No, what America needs now -- and especially before it's too late -- is to kill every last ISIS member willing to die for their cause, and get Americans back to work. I seem to remember from my history books that during World War II, we couldn't put enough people to work.

So here's my solution. Kill terrorists, make the world safe again (this involves all the nations of the world), build prosperity and revive the space program when peace is at hand. WWII and the Apollo projects of the 1960's saw bold new strides in technology that made most of the success of the 1990s possible. We can do it again.

But we can't start until the insanity stops, and that begins by ridding ourselves of the insanity in our government.

Sphere: Related Content

Friday, January 23, 2015

When We Were Too Busy to Be Kept Busy

Once Our Minds Were Challenged
"Billy? Dinner time!" There was a one-time built-in "ignore" function on this particular command, but it was not worth much since the follow up command would come almost immediately on the heels of the first, and with more emphasis.

"BILLY, NOW!" would soon follow, which was acceptably countered with one simple and plaintive objection; "Five more minutes, PLEASE?", which was then met with a more emphatic overruling.

This was the era of my childhood, the time of innocence and equal mischief. The time when kids were left to explore the recesses of their own minds and to use their imaginations to entertain themselves, rather than being pre-programmed by the State and their parents so as not to become "bored". It was a time when we learned what worked and what didn't, what succeeded and what hurt.

It was the 1960's, and we who rarely went to university still managed to get jobs and become somewhat critical thinkers without the alleged benefit of advanced professors. In short, we who didn't require rigid structure, but rather the freedom of becoming acquainted with our own possibilities, and who "miraculously" found success despite the absence of the societal prescription of strict guidance and channeling, made it relatively unscathed.

Intellectuals today would sniff dismissively at the notion that we were busy, insisting that we were merely wasting our time, but the truth cannot be denied that the children of the time prior to 1970 were better equipped to deal with the world than their contemporary counterparts. The adults referred to our activities -- when not in school -- as playtime, and while it's true we were playing, we were very busy doing it. And we learned volumes of invaluable lessons.

So what is the primal need today for parents to plan every move their kids make?

Well, much of it is due to the pressures of the new society we've permitted our so-called public servants -- politicians -- to inflict upon us "for our own good". We're now told how we should raise our own children by people who have neglected theirs in the quest for their careers, and at the risk of losing them to the State. Didn't see that one coming, did you kids? My parents never imagined that by simply letting us walk home, alone, from anywhere would one day lead to them losing custody of us. The very notion of it was too ludicrous to ever consider.

Never mind that we walked home -- or rode our bicycles -- to and from anywhere. In summer time we were away from home all day, only knowing it was time to come home by the sun or, if we were in close proximity to home, by the sound of our mothers calling or our fathers whistling for us. Our days were filled with endless and ever new adventures created by our own imaginations, and we reveled in them. For instance, the photo at the top looks like a simple shipping container, but it used to be so much more after the contents were unpacked.

That box was a palace, it was a simple cabin, it was a locomotive, a plane or a submarine, to mention a few of the possibilities. And hold your hearts, people, because this next part is going to shock you...sometimes we cut ourselves on the edges we had cut. And we bled! Can you imagine the horror?

Give most eight-year-old's a large cardboard box today and they're liable to look at you incredulously as if to say, "What am I supposed to do with this"? There is no Xbox in there, no Netflix, and no internet service. Completely useless to a child today. (And besides, you're late for a dance recital or soccer practice).

We played baseball in any field we could get to and played football in the street. Yes! The street, made of hard asphalt and traversed by fast automobiles. We occasionally broke neighbors' windows, and got spanked by them first and then by our parents. But no one died and no one sued.

We did have little league baseball, but -- wait for it -- not everyone made the tryouts! We were the ones playing sandlot, and we probably had more fun doing it. And when a parent swung by where ever a game was being played to take one of us to an actual appointment, there was wailing at having to leave on such a beautiful day.

We actually performed work around the house on certain days too, so we could earn an allowance, which we learned how to spend wisely when we were out on an adventure and worked up an appetite. And when we ran out of money toward the end of the week, we'd make a pact with our friends to meet back at a designated spot after the dreaded trip home for lunch. And the only thing more excruciating than those moments was the inevitable one happened only hours later...the "call to dinner". That meant that if you were lucky, you had perhaps one more hour afterward to complete the days activities.

No, in the 60's, we were not bored, not by a long shot. We were way too busy to have our parents find something for us to do, and much too busy for something organized by adults who could barely remember what it was like to be us. We learned problem solving, how to deal with pain and adversity, and compassion.

Today, kids only learn to go where they are told next. Everything is laid out and scheduled for them, and they are shocked by the realities of life after school. Which is probably just the way the government, the Department of Education, and our new society designed it.

Sphere: Related Content