Trickle. Down.

Trickle. Down. It’s how water works, in order to keep plants alive. Its how I’m able to have water every day. It’s a ton easier to work with water, than with electric, because electric can go anywhere, at any time. Water has one way to go. Down.

Once rain falls onto the ground, the runoff begins, and it helps everything that it passes through, or lands on. Pretty simple concept.

With that in mind, it’s time to learn about trickle-down economics, which of course, doesn’t work, if you listen to certain people.

I make 1 million dollars a year. I’m doing pretty well. I’m comfortable with where I am. But, take into account the taxes I have to pay. Living in New York, I have to pay $68500 to the state, plus another $432,368 in federal taxes. Over $500,000 in taxes! (New York is 6.85%, and Federal taxes $119,996 plus 39.6%. $500,861…in one year)

Now, it doesn’t matter what the government does with your money. You don’t need to know. Or, read the hundreds of thousands of pages of legislation to see where your money goes. Good luck with that.

So, now I’m left with $499,139. Still pretty great, considering I’m above what most of this country, as far as income goes.

With that much money, I’m now in a position to have things done for me. Addition to the house, cleaning service, pool maintenance, or new blacktop for the driveway.

I’ve also been looking into a boat lately, and my wife needs a new car. She’s had her eye on the new Chevy Silverado. Can’t scrimp there. And don’t forget the boy, who wants a new gun, and bow and arrow.

I don’t have a problem with spending that money. It keeps everyone comfortable. We get what we want or need. And we do it comfortably. What the biggest advantage to all this spending is all the people I’m going to benefit.

The carpenter that I’ve hired can hire a couple guys to put my addition on. I can get the cleaning service to come in once a week, instead of once a month, keeping money going to the employees. The pool company down the street can keep their employees on longer, because I’m one more customer that they have to close a pool on. They get paid too.

My wife gets her new truck, getting her salesman 1 sale closer to his bonus for the month, and another business has income coming in. The local sporting goods store now has two new sales, plus service customers until it’s time for a replacement gun or bow.

Now, with all the money that I’ve just spent, I’ve paid for at least 15 employees, kept the lights on in multiple businesses, and let them keep passing the money around. The trickle down has begun. And everyone that has been paid from my business, gets to do things like I have just done, and keep the money moving.

If the government were to allow me to keep more of the money I make, less than 50%, I would be able to do even more with my money. Spreading it around to more businesses and companies.

Poor people don’t hire people. I know. I’ve done manual labor most of my life. I was given opportunities by a lot of people who hired me, to pull my way up the economic ladder. People with money, hired me to do work for them, when I didn’t have much.

Lower taxes means more money in your pocket. More money in your pocket, means you’re going to spend more. When you spend more, other people make more money. When those people make more money, they can spend more. And on and on it goes.

Trickle-down economics works. It worked in the mid-80s, and it will work today. It just needs to be implemented again.


Disagree with me. It’s fine!

Disagreements are ok. There is no reason to make you hate someone else

It’s easy to get into arguments, this time of year. I’m only 36. I was born with Jimmy Carter in office, with Reagan on his way to easily taking the White House. He took the election, in November 1980, with what can only be described as a sweep. By 8pm EST, he had the office wrapped up.

Since then, every four years, there has been vigorous debate and disagreements for every presidential election. George Bush vs Michael Dukakis. George Bush vs Bill Clinton vs Ross Perot. Bill Clinton vs. Bob Dole. George W. Bush vs. Al Gore. George W. Bush vs John Kerry.  All of these elections were incredibly tense. Taxes, trade, and our involvement around the world, were main reasons for disagreement for the candidates.

This year, I believe it’s even more so. Neither of the candidates are liked by the other side. I, of course, like everyone else, land on one side. I have friends, who are polar opposite of me. It makes for great conversation, either if neither of us convinces the other to change.

It’s easy to disagree. The world around you shapes what you think. The people you surround yourself with help you believe what you do. A lot of it has to do with group-think.

The friend I think of, when thinking about the disagreements I have with people, is a very close, dear friend of mine. We have known each other since we were about 12. We had similar friends growing up. We lost touch for a few years. We reconnected on a rugby field, and now see each other a few times a month. I am always greeted with a hug, and “It’s so great to see you.” We share beer, love of women, and rugby.

She is diametrically opposed when it comes to politics. We grew up in the same neighborhood, with the same teachers, same type of family. The only difference is the people we surrounded ourselves with over the time that we were apart.

I played sports after work. Worked 60-70 hours a week, and spent a healthy amount of time at the bar. I worked as hard as I could, as much as I could, so that I made more money, to do more things.

She went to college. She spent 4 years in higher education, with people who had never worked a day in their lives. Learned from professors who taught on the basis of theory, not reality.

While I saw my son come into the world, I couldn’t imagine how anyone could even consider abortion. Her views are the opposite.

I paid taxes on the income I made, built businesses with the rest of my money, and wondered how anyone could still be living off the system, while I’m out here, with every opportunity to make as much as I want.

She thinks we need to help anyone who says they need it, regardless of their ability to do anything. If one claims poverty, give them money.

We will be voting opposite of each other this November. While we disagree on politics, we agree on so many other things. I look forward to meeting her again in the next few days, and hear her tell me, honestly, “It’s so good to see you!”

Disagreements are ok. There is no reason to make you hate someone else. All this vitriol right now, with people deciding to be militant in their views, take the time to find the good in the person who is being that way. Live the way you want to live. Respect the people around you.

In these days, where hatred is everywhere, be the love, the shining light to the people around you. You’ll be amazed at how much it can turn someone around.


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Be Offended

Be Offended

I’ve never been offended in my life. Ever. I know its hard to believe, especially in this current culture, where everyone needs to be offended by everything. I’ve been called some of the worst things that can be spoken to someone, and yet, never offended. I have friends who disagree with me 100% of the time on most topics. However, somehow, we remain friends. Because we can respect each others opinions, and find common ground in the things we know each other for

I played golf with a group last week, and had a similar discussion. He was a friend of a friend, who embraces the hipster mentality. Which is fine. Not my thing, but it seems to work for him. We were talking about how easily people are offended. I asked him what the last thing he was offended about. Of all things, it was a bumper sticker.

I looked at him, and told him I’ve never been offended. This shocked him. He couldn’t understand why. The argument to not be offended is simple. Why let someone get to you so easily? What do they have that is so great, that you need their acceptance? He said, ‘That’s a great way to look at life. I think I’m going to take that to heart. What a great way to live.’

As the day wore on, and we played awful golf, we talked and joked about this and that. After our round, we went for drinks and lunch. The conversation went to politics, hunting, guns, and any number of things.

I’ve been called faggot, retard, crazy, gay…mostly anything you can think of, I’ve been called it. Again, never being offended.

In the conversation, pertaining to politics in this instance, his beliefs and thoughts he had made it clear to what he was. Very on point, spewing things that he has read. Very well I might add. All the points that would sway a suggestible mind.

So, of course, being who I am, I called him out. ‘So, you’re a socialist.’

I’ve never seen someone go from 0-100 so quickly. He assured me that he wasn’t, and told me he took personal offense to it.

‘How can that be? We talked earlier about you not taking offense to anything anymore, because what you value should have no bearing on what I think about it.’

He was so upset by what I had said, he couldn’t speak. Of course I was right, and he knew it. But that’s not the point.

The point is, there is no reason, at all, to be offended by what others say to you. Nothing you see should offend you. Harambe has been banned by colleges, for being ‘rape culture’. Sombrero’s are no longer allowed for Cinco de Mayo. Christmas nativity scenes are offensive to see in public. Men acting like men is egregious.  Why?!

Because we now live in a culture of ME. Forget everything else, my emotions need to be addressed now. You are a poison, and I don’t like it. I need to speak to a counselor, because you hurt my feelings. I was offended by you stating your opinion.

Read this part closely. Your feelings don’t matter to anyone else, nor should they. What you are complaining about today, will not affect your tomorrow. The world doesn’t agree with you. You are not a special little snowflake. You are insignificant to anyone more than 5 feet from you. You being offended isn’t changing anything. No one cares. Get over yourself.

“You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else.” –Tyler Durden