Got a red shirt? Wear it, show your support for our troops.
Thank you.
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Brief break for lunch – other than when I pulled over for the nice motorcycle cop, I haven’t stopped yet today.
No worries – just some brake lights that weren’t working on the trailer. I’ve already added that to my list!
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Thank you for stopping by, In GOD We Trust, God bless you all, don’t buy or breed cats or dogs while homeless pets die (spay, neuter & adopt a pet, one by one, until there are none), Wear Red on Fridays, and support Warriors for Innocence!
Wearing Red, “working” at the Toy Store, and prepping the 9/11 annual post. Do you have a Project 2,996 tribute ready to go? If not, click on the image and get one:
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It’s been a week of anniversaries, and we’re not finished yet. Monday August 30 was two years since Logan went to the Rainbow Bridge, today marks eighteen years since Dad passed away, Monday September 6 will mark four years since TMBWitW’s mother passed away. The end of the month will mark two years since LeaAnn passed away.
Today would also have marked Mom and Dad’s 60th wedding anniversary. This will be the first one with both of them gone.
Cancer is an equal opportunity slayer. While Dad did not die of cancer, but as a by-product (a clot blocked a vein), pink ribbons and donations just never seem to add up to enough soon enough.
Right now, today, I will remember Dad. Monday I will remember Grace. LeaAnn will be remembered when her anniversary comes.
Not that they will ever be forgotten.
Chat ya later…
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I saw this over at Gunslinger’s Journal and had to steal it:
All:
Shamelessly, I have stolen this brief essay from Casey Research’s Casey’s Daily Dispatch. It couldn’t be more correct!!!
This Is Why There Are No Jobs in America
By Porter Stansberry
Saturday, August 21, 2010I’d like to make you a business offer.
Seriously. This is a real offer. In fact, you really can’t turn me down, as you’ll come to understand in a moment…
Here’s the deal. You’re going to start a business or expand the one you’ve got now. It doesn’t really matter what you do or what you’re going to do. I’ll partner with you no matter what business you’re in – as long as it’s legal.
But I can’t give you any capital – you have to come up with that on your own. I won’t give you any labor – that’s definitely up to you. What I will do, however, is demand you follow all sorts of rules about what products and services you can offer, how much (and how often) you pay your employees, and where and when you’re allowed to operate your business. That’s my role in the affair: to tell you what to do.
Now in return for my rules, I’m going to take roughly half of whatever you make in the business each year. Half seems fair, doesn’t it? I think so. Of course, that’s half of your profits.
You’re also going to have to pay me about 12% of whatever you decide to pay your employees because you’ve got to cover my expenses for promulgating all of the rules about who you can employ, when, where, and how. Come on, you’re my partner. It’s only “fair.”
Now… after you’ve put your hard-earned savings at risk to start this business, and after you’ve worked hard at it for a few decades (paying me my 50% or a bit more along the way each year), you might decide you’d like to cash out – to finally live the good life.
Whether or not this is “fair” – some people never can afford to retire – is a different argument. As your partner, I’m happy for you to sell whenever you’d like… because our agreement says, if you sell, you have to pay me an additional 20% of whatever the capitalized value of the business is at that time.
I know… I know… you put up all the original capital. You took all the risks. You put in all of the labor. That’s all true. But I’ve done my part, too. I’ve collected 50% of the profits each year. And I’ve always come up with more rules for you to follow each year. Therefore, I deserve another, final 20% slice of the business.
Oh… and one more thing…
Even after you’ve sold the business and paid all of my fees… I’d recommend buying lots of life insurance. You see, even after you’ve been retired for years, when you die, you’ll have to pay me 50% of whatever your estate is worth.
After all, I’ve got lots of partners and not all of them are as successful as you and your family. We don’t think it’s “fair” for your kids to have such a big advantage. But if you buy enough life insurance, you can finance this expense for your children.
All in all, if you’re a very successful entrepreneur… if you’re one of the rare, lucky, and hard-working people who can create a new company, employ lots of people, and satisfy the public… you’ll end up paying me more than 75% of your income over your life. Thanks so much.
I’m sure you’ll think my offer is reasonable and happily partner with me… but it doesn’t really matter how you feel about it because if you ever try to stiff me – or cheat me on any of my fees or rules – I’ll break down your door in the middle of the night, threaten you and your family with heavy, automatic weapons, and throw you in jail.
That’s how civil society is supposed to work, right? This is Amerika, isn’t it?
That’s the offer Amerika gives its entrepreneurs. And the idiots in Washington wonder why there are no new jobs…
So, any chance the “Elites” will ever figure out the government cannot CREATE wealth, it can only allow wealth to BE CREATED (by others)?
Nah …