You’ve got to hand it to the French. When they needed change they could believe in, they didn’t fool around.
But I’m not a violent guy. Except when some illiterate blockhead spitefully gives one of my novels a one-star rating — because he’s sinfully ugly or his brain hasn’t fully developed — I prefer the path of peace, love and self-restraint. You know, Buddha, Gandhi, MLK . . . there must be others.
More to the point, these are enlightened times we live in. We’ve learned that killing — especially chopping off heads — is just way too messy. We certainly don’t want blood splattering on our silk Gucci dress shirt or entrails slopping all over our Salvatore Ferragamo suede Parigis. So armed with the most sterile and tidy technology, now we hire Xbox wizards to do our killing for us on video screens. Point. Click. ZAP! Bye-bye.
So axe the guillotine for now. Or at least put it in storage — we might need it later.
I have a better idea for the rich assholes that have stolen democracy and are strip-mining our nation for every last dollar they can squeeze out of it and each of us.
I say that when we get some real people’s congressmen in office, we pass a simple, straightforward piece of legislation.
This new law will require everyone to give a complete accounting of their personal assets, then to move to the country where most of their wealth sits.
Everyone knows that the ultra rich are parking their money in places like Hong Kong, Monaco, Andorra, San Marino, and a mere 55 minute flight from Miami in the Bahamas. There’s hardly a lack of choice. So many ways to screw the IRS, so little time.
But with my new law, the government will cancel their passports — as they did with Edward Snowden — and put them on a plane. We can be nice about it, give them a choice. Do they want to live in the Cayman Islands which is the renowned international headquarters for thousands of shell corporations, or maybe Luxembourg where they have the safety deposit box with all of their stock certificates and blood diamonds, or Nauru where they have the numbered bank account with a running balance in eight figures? Nauru has very beautiful beaches. It’s not like we’re sending them to Bangladesh or Swaziland.
To give this new law some teeth, the displaced billionaires will not be allowed to re-enter the United States until they ship their money back here and pay their fair taxes on it.
Sound harsh? Not really.
We always hear cries of outrage about immigrants coming to this country to welch off the rest of us, suckle off the teat of the public dole, without having contributed their fair share to the big piggy bank where the U.S. Treasury tucks away our tax dollars.
Well, what about the creeps that are already here who aren’t paying their fair share? Who have their money stashed away in banks around the globe to avoid giving something back to the nation that made them disgustingly rich? Just by having a P.O. box in Georgetown, Grand Cayman or a cardboard sign hanging somewhere in Liechtenstein, they’re avoiding paying the price of admission right here where they have all of the advantages of living in the richest nation in the world.
And let’s be realistic. These guys are not getting a few dollars in food stamps or using the free local clinic to get some measles shots. They are using every possible advantage right here in America to leverage their already incomprehensible wealth into even greater piles incomprehensible wealth — our banks, legal system, copyright and trademark protection, all sorts of regulatory advantages and slick financial mechanisms which cater to their every need and rewards their pathological level of greed. They’re getting handouts in the form of corporate welfare, bailouts from the Treasury so they can add more zeros to their salaries and bonuses, and zero interest loans from the Federal Reserve so they can blow up ghastly financial bubbles with more frightening potential for catastrophe than they did when they crashed the world economy in 2008. Talk about leeches! It’s more nauseating than a double down sandwich from KFC.
If that weren’t bad enough, their damn chauffeurs double park their limousines on our busy streets causing annoying traffic jams.
I say we apply the merchants rule: You break it, you pay for it. And if you refuse to pay for it, what happens? We call the police and the boys with badges haul you away.
The rich have broken our democracy, they’ve broken our economy at least once in 2008, and they’re setting up to break it again. But they refuse to pay for it.
Time to call the police and haul them away.
As I said, we’ll be civilized about this. We’ll let them take all their antiques, jewelry, fine art. We’ll give them a Certificate of Appreciation for their mansions and vacation homes, which will be turned into homeless shelters, alternative schools, hospices to provide care for people who are lacking proper health care, centers for peace studies.
We’ll even give them a reasonable amount of time to pack — say 20 minutes.
Or if they prefer, we can haul that guillotine out of the basement.
Their choice.
Bullies Can’t Be Domesticated
However, regardless of how cuddly other members the animal kingdom might seem, some just can’t be domesticated.
We can go into all sorts of reasons for why this is. It’s instinct. It’s part of their wiring. They had a bad time in school (I guess that would only apply to fish).
We can find countless stories which confirm this. Here is one extremely gruesome one about a wolf hybrid which killed a 5-year-old in Cincinnati.
There’s a lesson in this for all of us. If something bites your head off, then proceeds to eat you, best not make a cozy place for it in front of the fireplace.
There are certain animals in our society who have made it very clear they aren’t hanging around to be cute and fill our lives with canoodles and love. They have bitten off the head of our government by destroying democracy, and are now proceeding to eat the decaying corpse of America by strip mining our nation and its citizens of all of the wealth.
These predators are leaving a trail of carcasses. Towns like Detroit, Camden, New Orleans, Scranton, Buffalo, Youngstown, Cleveland, Flint, and St. Louis have been gutted of their capacity to survive and offer any kind of life for their residents.
These sociopathic bullies are literally ripping America to shreds and sending the choice morsels off someplace else __ the money to offshore tax havens and our jobs to miserable impoverished countries so they can treat their workers like animals.
These are vicious, self-serving, rapacious individuals who by sneering at our appeals to their humanity make it clear they don’t have any humanity.
What to do? Should we try to sit down and have a nice talk with them about what kind of country America is suppose to be and how we all need to do our part? How about some new slap-on-the-wrist tax code regulations which create the illusion that we’re requiring them to contribute to rebuilding a strong and just America? How about some new laws which guarantee equal opportunities for everyone, protections of the vulnerable against the predations of the powerful?
Naw! Waste of time. We’ve tried that. Doesn’t work.
How about if we drop them off in some jungle where they can fight for survival with their own kind __ other undomesticable beasts with no conscience, no morals, no noble values, nothing driving them but kill or be killed?
Ah yes . . . the law of the jungle . . . or the free market system as it’s sometimes called.
The problem is we’re the ones in the jungle. They’re in their plush mansions, exclusive club houses, gated communities, yachts and resort spas. We’re the ones, ill-equipped and at enormous disadvantage, who are forced to try to survive undomesticable beasts with no conscience, no morals, no noble values, nothing driving them but kill or be killed.
THEM!
There’s only one way to defeat a bully.
Isolation.
Ignore, avoid, shun, ostracize, exile, quarantine the thug.
Starve the beast!
There’s no secret to any of this. It’s no mystery.
We actually know what we have to do to stop the rampage on America. We know exactly who is behind the systematic destruction. We know that even though they like to portray themselves as all cuddly and concerned about the rest of us, they can’t be trusted. We also know they are insatiable and will attack and devour everything and everyone they can get their claws on. We know that there’s been a class war going on in this nation and the rich bullies, who now own our government and the vast majority of America’s wealth, will not slow down until every last shred and morsel of our once great country has been carted off.
Some people say, “Live and let live.” Or, “Turn the other cheek.” Noble sentiments which have a lovely ring to them, for sure. But I’m afraid we’re way beyond such niceties.
I prefer, “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.” Coming from a family of pretty decent people who taught me that I am my brother’s keeper, I’m more than happy to share the wealth with everyone. There’s plenty to go around. Plenty!!
For those rich elite who feel no responsibility for their fellow citizens, who regard hunger, poverty, educational opportunity, a livable wage, justice, peace, fairness in the work place and the voting booth, equality, good affordable health care for everyone, personal privacy and freedom, as someone else’s problems, for those bullies who use America’s resources, its government, its people, its military, its institutions, only for their own enrichment and aggrandizement, I used to feel pity.
Now I only feel contempt and loathing.
It’s just not America to be so selfish.
It’s not America to be so insatiably greedy.
It’s not America to game the system.
It’s not America to buy the politicians, bully the public.
At least it’s not the America I grew up believing in.
It’s not the America you and I know is possible.
We didn’t start this class war. These folks are extremely dangerous.
We can’t just let them wander around the house.
Bullies can’t be domesticated.