I think what I’m feeling, Mister Ross, is…all of that is a smokescreen. More tax, less tax, it’s oop smoke-&-mirrors.  Is the common argument that Democrats tax more & legislate bigger gov, & Republicans tax less, free-up notions o trade n industry, & legislate smaller gov?  I think it’s only degrees of wording dissimilarities that make one-in-the-same into 2 Bordellos of bloodlust and dinero falso magnifico, mi amigo.

But (& it’d be a hoot if it wasn’t such a sorrow) they sure do both tax more, grow gov and stupefy the poor with handouts, emasculate the working class with little increasing costs here and charges there all across the board: fees this, fees that, handling this, tax that, & iffy inflation, it’s all the same sort o thievery. Revenue streams do fill coffers that serve little of the public good and much o pet projects this and hob-knob that, nblah-blah.  It’s play-ball.  & if it continues, sirs & madams, …the ancient prognosticators are going to be proven right on most all counts.   We, thee first world, are going to grow far too big for our britches &…to the pain we will go.  & IT NEVER HAD TO BE THIS WAY. No. It’s greed, impure and simple.  He who dies with the most toys …is a dickhead and a pox on civilization.    There are many people cash-rich who are up to their tears with decency and kindness towards their fellowman.  I’ve met some of them, read about others or had the privilege to see them in action in documentaries & dance scenes, etc.   That emerging community of “humans being" rocks, ...but not for the whole, only small circles.  Not enough circles. But they take up good space in this world @ birth in a view-worthwhile place 2b, if only....  & they’re loaded…& inspired, as it should be.  Is it would be.  If not for the the age-old pandemic of snoot-n-pomposity.  Those who (do!) see most people not of their “caste” as lesser beings, beasts of burden, bugs even, at best, …well decorated cannon fodder, yes-men, pool cleaners, pig smokers, towel boys and/or speechwriters.  & these are exactly the Borgs who have somehow wheezed their way to the top o the heap.  So much so that even when they are vile and contemptuous thieves to earth & humanity…they do so with impunity, free from arraignment, free from this incarceration nation, gratis too, retire into the lap of luxury and a 13 year old boy delivered to their secret Summer getaway by high dollar pimp services some Saturdays ~~ yeah, that’s over the top, Dave, …but maybe not really all that over the top.   So here we, the still-framed, are:  The intelligent and the creative well meaning, whole of spirit for the most part, and what is next to do?  I posted a video the other day wherein some Latino cat screamed, “Viva la revolution! (or something to that extent, I’m too Bushed tonight to seek proper syntax).”  There iz that at the heart of all oppressed/depressed people, certainly, like a riptide, out of sight but surging.  But we are Americans.  If you’re around my age (maybe a little younger or older), …a toddler in the mid sixties, ‘revolution’ has no meaning.  I mean, the only revolution I’ve known is the sexual revolution.   So I don’t think in terms of revolt.   Picket, perhaps, or strike, maybe, but those, too, have become antiquated notions anymore.  People have been simply downsized.   Cereal bowls & the gas bill in hand,  too many prostrate before the few, but it’s called something else, something sugar-coated, some grand pox on the land.  History keeps a promise.  It's actually fairly clear from down here.  Uncle Sam is been a dickhead, & a yes-man for the biggest dickheads.  He's not cool like my uncle Jerry and your uncle Neil.  He makes us into tools, the lot, ...then he appropriates the pot we piss in via doubts and fears…and more and more and more and more reasons to lock the hope away.  U calls it how u seez it, Ponto-Philippe. Here, an American life is largely a life of acquiescence, …compromise,  and the rare occasional exploration of possibilities…that, too, often lead to a realization of more acquiescence & compromise. …& most of us are good folks who can be. As a prospering society we’d be the shit.   Just like we were for a while there.   But as a Mordor-fied & puzzled mass, we are more pliable, busily subdued, & less likely unwilling to accept a lower rung on Jacob’s (convoluted-by-riders-deriders-midnight riders, sidebar-connivers, double joint-&-concurrent-resolutions) Ladder o livelihood. 

I think it has something to so with the bulk sum total of all human knowledge or the like. 

Yours in Wonder & The Good Peoples (OM) Perseverant Picnic,  

B.S. (Busily SubDude) O’Kelly

[a lot o this stuff iz jus riffing;

heavy grain o salt on‘at pretzel,

Nebercanezzer B. O’Schnitzel]