tiredAll of them. Fuck the distraction tactics, fuck the bullshit moderate politicking spewing forth from the maw of Stephen Harper. Fuck the whining and bitching. And fuck everybody who would rather have a tax cut than a functioning social system.
Know what? I don't care. I will cheerfully pay the taxes. I'd pay higher ones without complaining. Hell, the federal government used at least some of that surplus to take fifteen hundred bucks off my student loan debt. And, okay, it would be drastically cooler if I didn't have to borrow in the first place, if they'd just pay for it, but as it is, fifteen hundred bucks less is a good thing, and I don't hear the
So. Morons. Let me say this slowly, so you can understand me. Taxes. Are. A government's. Only. Legitimate. Income.
He actually went on TV and said that he thinks all taxes are bad.
How... how... I just... does he... *splorch*
That sound, just there? Was the part of my brain that occasionally expects rationality in humans exploding.
If you need me in January, I'll be over there, wearing a Rock the Vote hat, harrassing people at Production Way. *eyeroll*
And... seriously. Harper the Hut. Now it's in my head, it will never go away.
...damnit, Layton. You are messing with my head. I am so angry with you, and now you're going on TV railing against Wal-Mart.
*sigh*
Two more classes. Now, sleep. Tomorrow, bloodless coup. Who's in? >.
