Here’s what’s been happening this side of the cliff.
It is Friday night, very late, here in Beverly Hills. I think I’ll just keep you posted on what’s going on.
I was up late last night, as I am almost every night, watching a documentary about World War II and the incredible heroism of the American GI’s, sailors, Marines, pilots, Merchant Marine in aid of saving the world from the scourge of Nazi racism and murder and militarist, racist Japan. Everyone in America worked together to win the war — blacks and whites, men and women, north and south, east and west — all worked together. Republicans and Democrats, rich and poor, old and young — all toiled together.
Now, we cannot get any meaningful cooperation in Washington to get the deficit under control. I hope I am wrong, but what I see is this: There is a bad spirit of no compromise on both sides: the leftists do not want any cuts in entitlements; the GOP does not want to raise taxes at all.
I sympathize with both sides. Poor people do need help from the rich. That’s just common morality. It is also common sense that when men and women get dependent on government help, they stop working and become long-term dependent. That is what is happening right now all over America and it is desperately harmful. We want a fast-growing, powerful America. But we won’t get it with a large population that lives in idle dependency. So, I see where the wish to cut spending on entitlements comes from.
However, a basic fact: The rich and the very rich can and must pay more taxes. They are not really rich if they cannot afford to pay more tax. I know many rich people who genuinely think they should not have to pay ANY tax. That’s a deeply unfortunate attitude. The tax system is largely about transferring wealth from the rich to the poor, and I have no problem with that as long as the money does not go to building a tyrannical, dictatorial government, or, again, an immense dependent, violent, drug-addicted, passive class.
Plus, the sad fact is that we will go broke if we do not raise taxes and rein in spending drastically. We are racing towards national calamity as the result of a fundamental, immense bias towards spending money we simply print. This way lies disaster.
I keep thinking that a good spirit, an attitude of gratitude for America, would save a lot of problems. But instead we get hatred and no compromise. Well, there is always prayer. I do laugh a lot, though, when I recall Mr. Obama saying in 2008 that he would end “partisan bickering.” Nice try. Actually, now that I think of it, I don’t recall his trying at all. Did I miss that?
I had Fox in the morning and then came home, had a nap, and then took a lovely family from Canada who are visiting me out to Malibu. They were awed by the sunset, as well they should have been. Blue and gray and red and yellow and orange exploded across the seascape. It was a miracle. The sunset through the palms and cedars next to our house was breathtaking.
We had stopped at a Pavilions Grocery to buy some roasted chicken. A simply beautiful fairly young (maybe 40) young woman smiled at me. I talked to her for a few minutes.
She told me she was named Ferrari, like the car. She is from Malibu but she’s been traveling the world for the past few years with her husband, who is a guitarist for an Irish rock band. She is, she said, a writer, but she didn’t really write. She worked with crystal and she had just gotten in a huge shipment.
“Really?” I asked her. “Do you make jewelry out of it?”
“I like to work with metaphysical minerals,” she said. “I love to tap their spiritual powers to make beauty.”
Okay. Well, as we used to say, “Keep coming back. It works if you work it.”
At our home in Malibu, I took a long nap with my Julie Goodgirl. Then we had our roasted chicken, stuffing, peas, and cupcakes. It took no time at all to make and was delicious. Pre-made food is getting better day by day. The Pavilions Cornbread Stuffing is heavenly.
Then my guests and I did the dishes. I don’t have an electric dishwasher in Malibu so I do the dishes by hand. It takes no time at all and I LOVE doing it. It reminds me of my Pop working his way through Williams washing dishes. In a frat that did not take Jews. He didn’t mind at all. He was just happy to have a job. I know I’ve said it before, but it’s important.
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