Deadly Taxes

CORRECT ME IF I'M WRONG!                                                    May 16, 2014

By published author

Bryce A Baker

Deadly Taxes

A visit to the gas pump today, again reminded me of how brutally the Canadian public is getting screwed. As on schedule, the gas companies shot the prices up just before a long weekend. If any in this country we live in, feel that what we are getting shafted by is acceptable, then they are not just sheep; they are STUPID sheep. We produce more than enough crude in this country to provide a reasonable price per litre and stimulate our economy back, so there isn’t the manipulated sense of financial security. Right after I pay and prepare to fuel my vehicle, I feel that bending over to let the oil company and government taxes finish the job, is almost mandatory.

Although this is my beef to start, it isn’t my only thought of the day. It comes to mind that, we the people are the ones that vote for leadership in all areas of government, from municipal to federal and yet we have virtually no say as to which cattle prod they use on us. Coming from my background, I know exactly what goes on behind our backs. A small example is the mayor of Toronto.

When we pay more for fuel, the chain reaction affects everything in our lives that is transported; which is everything. We don’t have extra in our paycheck to do fun things, or even support our children in a manner comparable to our employment. There used to be a middle class of wage earners, but now if your household earns under 80,000 dollars a year you are in the poor end of the spectrum. It is poor or very rich with no buffer between. From a business stand point we are being bankrupted.

Looking from a government standpoint, they present us with taxes to support the infrastructure we need to survive in today’s world. This is a reasonable understanding, but when the taxes exceed the income by ludicrous amounts, it means the infrastructure is supporting pockets that don’t feel putting food on the family table is important.

The Lottery was brought in originally to help take some burden off the tax payer to support essential services and reduce debt. If a jackpot can exceed 40 million, there has to be a gigantic intake of funds, but I don’t see any REAL funds making changes, ANYWHERE!

So let’s take into account; fuel tax, lottery, income tax, provincial tax, federal tax, land tax, water tax, environment tax, and on and on and on and on, we should have an infrastructure that would be the envy of the world. OH!!! There is a tax that is rather humorous; it is the death tax. Apparently when you die, someone from Revenue Canada crawls into your coffin demanding to get paid for letting you die.

Some years ago New Zealand was on the brink of bankruptcy. They came up with a solution and in just two years restored a good economy. They levied a 10 percent tax and made radical changes in the money base in a business structured arrangement. The structure is too simple for our government to understand so I won’t overwhelm them with the details, and it would impede their spending habits.

I would write more but there is word out that our government is considering taxing us for using our computers, and besides I feel very emotionally taxed right now.

In closing I have no ill feelings for the oil companies that are killing our economy or our government that is choking us to death; and beyond. I am but a sheep following the idiot with the label of leadership.

Please... CORRECT ME IF I'M WRONG!

Bryce A Baker

www.bryceabaker.com

Butt of a Sick Joke

CORRECT ME IF IM WRONG!                  May 3, 2014

By published author

Bryce A Baker

Butt of a Sick Joke

Over the last couple of decades or more, the fashion trend for some young males has taken on a life of its own. Personally, I feel it is an insult to masculinity and intelligence; I speak of the sagging pants. They are exposing more than their butts.

Out of curiosity, I did extensive research and found some interesting information.

The lowered waist band originated, without a doubt, in the American prison system where it was reported that belts were not allowed to be worn and as a result pants drooped, some lower than others. Now, from what I understand as well, the look signified an ownership by another inmate for sex.

Now I know what you are asking, and I am not going into details!

The sub culture of street youth adopted the look to portray their outlaw attitude. Then came the rap music persona, and so on, and so on… We all know how much of a grab it has had, and maintains on the rebel youth of today.

Setting aside the meaning of the fashion statement, I found that getting in a foot pursuit with one of these youths is rather ironic. Given the fact that they are relating to their counterparts in the prison system, they can’t outrun a cop when they are attempting to keep their britches up and not tripping over them. Since their mentors are that of their ‘friendly buddies’ in jail, they will get the opportunity to truly understand what they are in for within the walls of a prison.

They say you can’t judge a book by its cover, but in relationship to how a person presents themselves, does, in my opinion, outline how and what their personalities are. To each their own expression of how they dress, but speaking from extensive experience on the street, and criminally analyzing those who perpetuate street crime; they do have a uniform along with a specific look.

With that said; I was working an undercover gig in Victoria in the mid ‘80s. I wandered into an all-night restaurant for a coffee in early hours, and sat at the counter… and sat… and sat. Finally, the manager came up and refused service to me because he assumed I was a street criminal. In a way it was comical but it points out that either I fit the part I played or maybe I have an alternate lifestyle.

I feel it isn’t a given right to walk down a public street looking like one has messed their pants or has an exhibitionistic fetish. It is not an expression of a positive contribution to our world. It is an expression of violence, crime, ‘gangsta’ and a disregard for those around them!

Anyway… there is an old saying;

If you sag, don’t brag.

If you steal, you can’t appeal.

For later or sooner, you will have a new spooner.

Your cell will be crowded. Your life will be forever clouded.

So pull your pants up and be a man.

Okay… I made it up!

Please… CORRECT ME IF IM WRONG!

 

Bryce A Baker
www.bryceabaker.com