Alright, let’s talk about taxes.
It is great spin and rhetoric on Obama’s part to pitch raising taxes on the highest income bracket as “cutting taxes on the middle class.” Anyone against decreasing the tax rate for the rich, clearly must be against the poor and the middle class.
I love (…hate really) the arguments circulating Facebook containing the phrase “Taxes are the lowest in history”. Um, no, that is blatently false, unless the new definition of “history” is in actuality just “the past 90 years in the U.S”. Cut taxes for everyone! Crazy.
It was a solid seaon, but there will be no bowl game for the Blue Raiders, and the athletic department ain’t happy about it. Coach Stockstill somehow said of his team “they did what they had to do on the football field,” just 24 hours after a 45-0 loss to Arkansas State . . . in a game where a win would have been what they had to do to earn a bowl spot. That’s the kind of short-term memory a coach needs though; no matter what happened in the past, it’s all about the future!
I can respect that you and the athletic director are pround of your team, and rightfully so. It’s your job to stand up for MTSU. But bowl games are becoming the “participation medal” of college sports. Giving everyone a reward diminishes the value of that award, and the bowl system is watered down plenty as it is.
It’s hard for a lot of football fans to even utter the words Beef O’Brady’s Bowl, Belk Bowl, GoDaddy.com Bowl, Capital One Bowl, Little Ceasars Pizza Bowl or Buffalo Wild Wings Bowl with a straight face.
Why not let my 3-year-old name them? He could come up with more serious bowl game names then the existing ones. How about the Buzz Lightyear Bowl? Oh, I know, the Bush Hog Bowl, the Splish Splash Splosh Bowl, the Bread with Honey Bowl and the Chainsaw Bowl. There you go, they are renamed.
So, what do you want for Christmas? Why do I always have so much trouble with that one? On one hand, I’m very content and happy with the possessions I have, just want peace on earth, and am so pleased with the opportunity to observe the sunshine each day, hear the songs of the birds, my health and family, how could I ask for more?
On the other hand, I want it all and I want it now! Diamonds, a new computer, a new phone, a new bass guitar and cabinet, berry bushes, a motorcycle, a helicopter, a new wardrobe, honey bees, pecans, chocolate, coffee, Champagne, meats, cheeses, jams and jellies, an iPad, a shotgun, a huge TV, a tractor, a new car! (in Price is Right announcer voice), a vacation, a roller coaster; I want a golf simulator! (Check out the one at Fairways; that thing is cool!)
It’s the classic balance of Buddhism and capitalism, if such a thing is possible. The balance of contentment and greed. Socks will be fine.
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