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Monday, January 27, 2025

Not Enough Money

 

  It’s been a while since we’ve had a quiz, and now is as good a time as any.


Q: What tax is most hated by ANY politician?

I’ll wait a few minutes until you can look it up on the interweb or conjure up a correct answer on your own.


A: None. It was a trick question that was designed to lure you in to the smarmy world of pious politicians who love your money and think it belongs to them.


Using the WABAC (Wormhole Activating and Bridging Automatic Computer) to take a ride into the past to catch a glimpse of days gone by, we’re on our way to 2013 in the People’s Republic of Maryland.


Sandwiched between Pennsylvania, Virginia, Delaware, West Virginia, and the District of Columbia, this diminutive state prides itself on the Blue Crab, Baltimore Orioles, Baltimore Ravens, Chesapeake Bay, and excessive taxes.


Maryland is run by ultra-liberal Lefties who fancy themselves on seemingly competing with New York State, California, Massachusetts, and Connecticut, for being the most intolerant place to live in America, and they are running neck-and-neck in this competition.


Finding themselves quickly running out of pockets containing any more constituent’s money, the overly creative Maryland politicians invoked a plan to create a new, innovative source of income through charging a “storm water management fee,” a polite way to say “yet another oppressive tax.”


This brilliant idea was designed “to generate revenue to fund remedial measures to limit the amount of pollutants entering the Chesapeake Bay,” per taxfoundation.org. How great is that?


Glad you asked.


In reality, this “rain tax” was a plan to extract blood from a stone, legally. As an example, if you live in a house, you get the privilege of paying the rain tax.

Most people see rain; politicians see money


According to Maryland officials, your house sits on land that, when it rains, prevents the rainwater from entering the ground beneath your house. Rather, it runs off into the Chesapeake Bay, along with copious chemicals, fertilizers, and other pollutants. If you also have a driveway, you earned the right to pay even more tax because the driveway also acts as a rainwater diverter. So, there!


Condominium owners get charged with a $15 tax, – uh, I mean fee, to help protect The Bay. Shopping centers, on the other hand, pay thousands of dollars because of their massive parking lots and rambling stores covering the earth below, according to taxfoundation.org.


This is an ideal exercise in civil engineering, as well as grifting a hapless populace who are happy to call themselves Marylanders. But the story actually begins here.


And so it was with interest that I read an equally brilliant story on a website, theconversation.com.


Climbing aboard the WABAC machine once again, we make our way to 2022. This fast forward action helps us get the information behind a story entitled, “France’s plan for solar panels on all car parks is just the start of an urban renewable revolution,” from theconversation.com.


Not wanting to steal their thunder, the above article is readily accessible and chock full of facts and ideas. Please have fun with it.


In any case, a number of other entities, to include Michigan State University, and Disneyland Paris, are running full steam ahead on these solar panel projects.


Which begs the question: what about runoff of rainwater that is clearly washing copious chemicals, fertilizers, and other pollutants into waterways putting local aquatic creatures and migratory birds at extreme peril?


The People’s Republic of Maryland clearly saw the dangers of rain runoff to severely financially penalize their taxpayers; France, Michigan State University, and Disneyland Paris, are blind to any dangers. Just who is right?


I dare say you need to ask the greedy politicians who will never repeal taxes under the guise of fees. After all, they realize money solves all problems, and even then, it’s not enough. Uh, huh.