August 9, 2006

Call the TaxMan

This is based off the last "what is a fair tax" question. Let's go back a step. What should our income tax cover? What should we all be chipping in for? And if one of your answers is a utility or something like public roads, then should we progressively tax that even though that person will not use that road more than the other taxpayers? For those of you uninterested in this topic, here are some Beatles lyrics for your entertainment. How it will be.There's one for you,Nineteen for me,'Cause I'm the taxman.Yeah, I'm the taxman.Should five percentAppear too small,Be thankful I don'tTake it all.'Cause I'm the taxman.Yeah, I'm the taxman.If you drive a car,I'll tax the street.If you drive to city,I'll tax your seat.If you get too cold,I'll tax the heat.If you take a walk,I'll tax your feet.Taxman!'Cause I'm the taxman.Yeah, I'm the taxman.Don't ask me what I want it for,(Uh-uh, Mr. Wilson.)If you don't want to pay some more.(Uh-uh, Mr. Heath.)'Cause I'm the taxman.Yeah, I'm the taxman.And my advice toThose who die.(Taxman!)Declare the penniesOn your eyes.(Taxman!)'Cause I'm the taxman.Yeah, I'm the taxman,And you're working for no one but me.(Taxman
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August 9, 2006

Budweiser Commercial Concept

A man in a sharp blue suit walks up to a lady sitting alone at the bar. “I’m sorry maam, but I’m afraid we’re going to have to dance,” he says with a sly grin, and shrugs his shoulders a bit. She spins the upper half of her body to him, cracks a smile, and replies, “Oh we have do, do we?” “Yes, I’m sorry, I wish I could do something about it, but it’s out of our hands.” “Oh really? What if I say no?” “Hey, I wish I could help you out, but I don’t make the rules.” Still smiling, he holds out his hand ready for her grasp. Still smiling, she says “Oh really? Who does?” Without hesitation, the sharply dressed man’s smile evaporates. “Narquar of course. He makes every rule.” “What?” she laughs, confused by his reply. “Narquar is the leader. He has a plan for all of us.” Her smile erases, and she hurriedly leaves. His hand still outstretched for the dance moves onto the counter, and grabs her nearly full glass of Budweiser left on the table.
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