Here’s my improvement to elections in this country. It’s the ultimate implementation of Citizens United.
1) One man, one vote.
2) It is legal to buy votes at or above a minimum per vote price to be established by a National Auction.
3) Any taxpayer, or fully taxable organization, can participate in the auction. Money raised by organizations is taxed as income. (Gotta stop the churches from cheating)
4) Since the government deems votes to be priceless, no seller is subject to gains taxes.
So, each voter is guaranteed a minimum price, say $100. If you want to sell your vote, you register as a buyable vote, but you don’t have to sell unless the bid goes above your reserve. The auction begins at $101. The auction winner MUST buy at least one vote, selected at random to avoid buying your spouse’s vote. The money WILL change hands. Keeps some lowly 1%er from driving the price up.
We’ll still wind up with an oligarchy, but it will be a benevolent oligarchy.
Oh hell. Out of no where I got sicker than hell yesterday. Quite literally fine one minute and then doubled over puking my guts out the next; it scared the hell out of paul. He had to practically carry me to my chair because I was so out of it.
I felt pretty good when I finally crawled back out of my chair after sleeping for 3 or 4 hours and was able to enjoy a cup of coffee with paul before he left for work. Thus I presumed everything was fine when I got up to tend to a few of the morning tasks around here.
About three quarters of the way between fluffing up couch cushions, straightening up the coffee table, tidying up the kitchen after paul got egg shells all over the kitchen floor this morning making his breakfast, and tending a couple of living room plants I felt shaky, the room went fuzzy, and I hit the floor in front of my ficus plant.
I don't get this line: Parents are also struggling to buy bigger cars to haul around their growing families while simultaneously socking away some money in college savings plans.
You don't actually need an SUV/Truck that is the size of a Manhattan apartment to drive around in. My wife and I both have EV sedans and are constantly annoyed by the massive vehicles on the road, because you can't see over or around them and if you end up between two of them in a parking lot, you're basically pulling out blind.
Watching Mission Impossible on TV as a kid, and it gets to the end of the tape, which says if caught the secretary will disavow any knowledge of your action. I thought it referred to a letter typer lady with big hair and a pointy bra.
My ex-temporary housemate left behind his small refrigerator, his expensive Breville air fryer, his expensive Breville Barista expresso coffee machine and his huge set of Le Creuset cookware when he moved into the VA Patriot Place apartments 2 months ago. I've been asking him to come and pick them up ever since, but he never did, and now that he has been kicked out of Patriot Place for breaking the rules and is homeless as far as I know (his family don't know where he is), I set it all out on my back porch yesterday, all in boxes except for the fridge, and where it can't be seen from the street, and told him "Come and pick this stuff up by 7 pm on Friday, March 1 or it will all be donated to the Habitat Restore." It was all still sitting on my back porch at 10 pm.
His family says they don't want this stuff, so I have just called Habitat and they will pick it up this afternoon. I thought about selling it to recover some of the $500 I loaned him last year that I will never get back, but for some reason my Ethics Sensor kicked in and I decided to donate it all. I want nothing more to do with this guy, I don't even want money from selling his stuff, because he is a parasite and a lunatic and he poisons everyone he comes in contact with. I figure someone out there would be absolutely delighted to buy these things from Habitat for a huge discount, and I don't want the bother of selling things on Craigslist or Facebook Marketplace right now, and Habitat needs the money more than I do. I've already wasted too many hours in my life over this guy and I don't want to invest one single hour more.
Here’s my improvement to elections in this country. It’s the ultimate implementation of Citizens United.
1) One man, one vote.
2) It is legal to buy votes at or above a minimum per vote price to be established by a National Auction.
3) Any taxpayer, or fully taxable organization, can participate in the auction. Money raised by organizations is taxed as income. (Gotta stop the churches from cheating)
4) Since the government deems votes to be priceless, no seller is subject to gains taxes.
So, each voter is guaranteed a minimum price, say $100. If you want to sell your vote, you register as a buyable vote, but you don’t have to sell unless the bid goes above your reserve. The auction begins at $101. The auction winner MUST buy at least one vote, selected at random to avoid buying your spouse’s vote. The money WILL change hands. Keeps some lowly 1%er from driving the price up.
We’ll still wind up with an oligarchy, but it will be a benevolent oligarchy.
I'm glad that's Nex' case isn't being brushed under the rug.
https://www.nbcnews.com/news/us-news/education-department-opens-investigation-nex-benedicts-oklahoma-school-rcna141469
Oh hell. Out of no where I got sicker than hell yesterday. Quite literally fine one minute and then doubled over puking my guts out the next; it scared the hell out of paul. He had to practically carry me to my chair because I was so out of it.
I felt pretty good when I finally crawled back out of my chair after sleeping for 3 or 4 hours and was able to enjoy a cup of coffee with paul before he left for work. Thus I presumed everything was fine when I got up to tend to a few of the morning tasks around here.
About three quarters of the way between fluffing up couch cushions, straightening up the coffee table, tidying up the kitchen after paul got egg shells all over the kitchen floor this morning making his breakfast, and tending a couple of living room plants I felt shaky, the room went fuzzy, and I hit the floor in front of my ficus plant.
It's going to be a long day.
Media logic:
Biden must prove he is mentally fit to be president! Voters have a right to know!
Oh, the Supremes delayed Trump’s criminal trial? That’s a perfectly fine political strategy. Very savvy! Very brilliant! A gift to Trump! Bravo!
Chilly but sunny Chicago morn. The sparrows are out this morning, a-hoppin' and a-cheepin' and darting about.
𝐄𝐥𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐤 𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐬 𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐀𝐈 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲
Not The Onion.
I wish everyone would demand this kind of scrutiny for Trump’s 91 felonies.
Dr Phil Challenges Joe Biden To Take a Cognitive Test And Prove He Has ‘Nothing To Hide’
https://www.mediaite.com/entertainment/dr-phil-challenges-joe-biden-to-take-a-cognitive-test-and-prove-he-has-nothing-to-hide/
Americans’ cost of living remains a massive headache, even as recession fears fade
https://www.cnn.com/2024/03/02/economy/american-dream-cost-of-living-housing-childcare/index.html
I get this. Things are very expensive right now.
I don't get this line: Parents are also struggling to buy bigger cars to haul around their growing families while simultaneously socking away some money in college savings plans.
You don't actually need an SUV/Truck that is the size of a Manhattan apartment to drive around in. My wife and I both have EV sedans and are constantly annoyed by the massive vehicles on the road, because you can't see over or around them and if you end up between two of them in a parking lot, you're basically pulling out blind.
Watching Mission Impossible on TV as a kid, and it gets to the end of the tape, which says if caught the secretary will disavow any knowledge of your action. I thought it referred to a letter typer lady with big hair and a pointy bra.
Got some snow last night!
https://substack.com/@bluepnwcats/note/c-50769751?r=gc3ns
Sometimes I forget about Neil Young, but some of his older stuff I like a lot.
Long may you run, my friends!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dVM8_jAL86w
Okay, I've hit all the high points of my To Do List for today, so I can settle back and watch the Everton-West Ham United match while working on:
The Corpse in My Office, Chapter 12
Matzoh Do About Nuttin' (a holiday porn story)
Final Round (another Thursday Prompt story)
Upgrade to Freedom
Loser assmouth is playing the courts like a fiddle 🎻...
Just how the fuck does such a disgusting demented motherfucker aquire such power?
My ex-temporary housemate left behind his small refrigerator, his expensive Breville air fryer, his expensive Breville Barista expresso coffee machine and his huge set of Le Creuset cookware when he moved into the VA Patriot Place apartments 2 months ago. I've been asking him to come and pick them up ever since, but he never did, and now that he has been kicked out of Patriot Place for breaking the rules and is homeless as far as I know (his family don't know where he is), I set it all out on my back porch yesterday, all in boxes except for the fridge, and where it can't be seen from the street, and told him "Come and pick this stuff up by 7 pm on Friday, March 1 or it will all be donated to the Habitat Restore." It was all still sitting on my back porch at 10 pm.
His family says they don't want this stuff, so I have just called Habitat and they will pick it up this afternoon. I thought about selling it to recover some of the $500 I loaned him last year that I will never get back, but for some reason my Ethics Sensor kicked in and I decided to donate it all. I want nothing more to do with this guy, I don't even want money from selling his stuff, because he is a parasite and a lunatic and he poisons everyone he comes in contact with. I figure someone out there would be absolutely delighted to buy these things from Habitat for a huge discount, and I don't want the bother of selling things on Craigslist or Facebook Marketplace right now, and Habitat needs the money more than I do. I've already wasted too many hours in my life over this guy and I don't want to invest one single hour more.
Celtic Kyrie Irving
RE: Robyn’s piece on Texas Tech DB Tyler Owens dismissing “the planets and stuff”. Not the first sportsballers to spout this type of mindless piffle.
Former (temperament jackoff) Boston Celtic believe the world is flat. And he went to Duke.
Former Red Sox outfielder Carl Everett didn’t believe in dinosaurs because they weren’t mentioned in the Bible.
And let’s not get started on Kaaron Rodgers.
Robyn with a sportsball assignment. Bet she filled up her monster wineglass after that was done