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Shorn, Not Skinned

I’ve been watching the news about proposed tax increases in New York and California. Unsurprisingly, these are targeted at wealthy people and businesses, as seems to be normal operating procedures for states that find themselves drowning in red ink. Said red ink appears, again unsurprisingly, to have originated in exorbitant spending on things that keep the poor from burning things down and the rich writing campaign donation checks.

To quote the emperor Tiberius – “It is the duty of a good shepherd to shear his sheep, not to skin them.” Telling folks, who have the means to pick up and leave when they feel like it, that they are going to have to pay even more for the privilege of living in a congested hellscape reminiscent of something out of a 1980’s “decade after next” dystopian action-thriller is a great motivator move all of their assets outside of your reach.

Everyone hates taxes when they’re applied to them. Something as small as a 1% increase in sales tax or adding a bit to the cost of a pack of cigarettes or a six-pack usually becomes a political hot potato, even if the stated reason for the increase is something everyone wants.

Here in Kentucky, it seems to go this way:

“We need to raise taxes because the high school is using history textbooks from 1976.”

“Don’t tax my soda and candy bar! Tax smokes instead!”

“Tobacco built this state! Tax booze instead!”

“Bourbon keeps the lights on in the Commonwealth! Tax everyone richer than me!”

In California and New York, it’s “Make the wealthy pay their fair share!” time again. Amazingly enough, the line where “middle-class” becomes “wealthy” always seems to be slightly above where the politicians sit on the economic scale.

Look, I’m not a millionaire, much less a billionaire. But even I see red when I do my tax forms every spring and see just how much of my salary goes toward whatever the folks in Frankfort and DC think are important. Yes, the rich can afford to get lawyers and accountants involved and reduce their percentage paid to Uncle Sam and all his minions. However, in real dollar terms, they pay a huge amount of what keeps the lights on in learing centers.

They eat a lot of grass, but look how much wool they give us!

So, the trick for these states and cities is to tax the rich as much as they can bear without heading for the exit. How much that is depends on your local breed of billionaire, but the nightlife in New York and the great weather in California are a huge draw. If you make them too expensive, no amount of dance clubs or sunset dinners on the beach are worth a fraction of your wealth that can be worked out in your head.

Remember, children, nothing is truly free. Somebody has to pay for bribes and boondoggles free subways and high-speed rail, generous-ish economic opiates that keep their addicts just this side of starving in the cold social services, and wasteful job programs for the politically loyal world-class public education.

If you demonize and punish your highest-producing sheep, don’t be surprised when they pack up their wool and find another flock.

News Roundup

From the “Kachoo!” Department – The National Park Service predicts that Death Valley could go through a rare ‘superbloom’ this spring. All of the factors necessary for the desert to burst forth with pollen flowers have lined up in recent months, so I expect to start seeing panoramic pictures of valleys carpeted in allergies flowers to blanket social media. This phenomenon will likely be followed by the Great Yellowish Green Cloud that will inundate either Los Angeles or Las Vegas a week after all of the flowers dry up and die.

From the “Symbolism” Department – A crown, previously worn by the wife of Napoleon III, was damaged during a recent robbery at the Louvre. The crown, now dented and broken, is expected to be repaired and put back on display. European institutions expect to put in about 10% of the cost of reconstruction, but are waiting on reception of funding and material support from the United States before starting work. If you’re looking for an allegory for European sovereignty and government, here it is. Hopefully, while they’re repairing the crown, Europe can repair its collective spine.

From the “What a Country” Department – A Russian standup-comic was recently sentenced to several years in prison and a fine for two jokes. The first joke had to do with a legless skateboarder, while the other appears to have poked fun at Christian symbolism. Who would have thought that an autocratic government, which admires and emulates Stalin’s methods for dealing with dissent, wrongthink, and just looking at them weird, would harshly punish someone for, possibly, tasteless jokes. Mr. Ostanin will have a lot of time to work on material for his next one-man show, which this reporter has heard will be named “Boy, Did I Misread The Room”.

From the “Tenure” Department – A 90 year old teacher in Michigan was awarded a Guinness World Record recently. The young-at-heart English teacher is being celebrated for 67 years, and counting, in teaching. I applaud this young lady for her tenacity and grit, and suggest that all who read this contact the Nobel committee. Anyone who puts up with teenagers for 67 years deserves a Peace Prize.

From the “Roll Out the Barrel” Department – A Wisconsin highway was recently closed when a semi-truck dropped 264 barrels of God’s real purpose for grain onto the roadway. Local officials spent several hours getting all 192 barrels cleaned up and transported to a safe location. No word yet on what will be the ultimate fate of the 96 barrels of beer, but sources say that the home opener for the Milwaukee Brewers is going to be, in the words of a sheriff’s deputy, ‘lit’.

From the “Winged Hussars” Department – Wildlife officials in Poland recently rescued an escaped emu. The feathered friend was frightened by fireworks and had hidden in the forest. The heroic bird is being sped to Vienna, where it plans on a spring and summer of training and enjoying nature before its big day in November.

From the “Yawn” Department – A flock of sheep recently invaded a grocery store in rural Germany. The wooly ragamuffins went into the store in search of snacks, but stayed because they liked the inclusion of both Rammstein and Mozart in the store’s muzak. Local authorities describe the experience as tiring, and plan to give a full press conference once they wake up from their afternoon naps.