Tax Reform is all the rage. And, now that the fairy-tale land of budget reconciliation has terminated (it ended on 30 September, where items could pass with a simple majority- which means the Vice President could break any ties), our Congress will now get all hyped about lowering the tax burden (I fear they will offer the rich a tax break, the poor more taxes, the middle class empty promises, and Christmas gifts for big business. We’ll have to see what they really propose.)
My 50th birthday. I was flying to New York City. To see a series of Broadway and Off-Broadway plays. And, to pop in to a special event for a youth group with which I was most active when I was young and living in New York. (Little did I know when I was a member that the organization was born the same day I was, too!) Getting to spend a little more than 4 days enjoying this milestone birthday.
Ah, facts. We decided to use 4 July 1776 as the date we proclaimed our independence from Brittain. Even if the Declaration of Independence was issued two or three days earlier. And, that means we celebrate our Freedoms 12 score years later on this very day. (Thankfully, it is not among those days that Congress, in its infinite wisdom [read as stupidity], elected to move to Mondays, affording a longer weekend. ) We celebrate the day with fireworks, with going to the beach, with barbeques, and with get-togethers.
When I was growing up, today was a big holiday. Washington’s Birthday. And, we also had celebrated Lincoln’s Birthday ten days ago. (See my post, 12.)
I could pick a million examples. OK. Maybe only 2000 or so. So, I’ll pick one.
My son and I were off to visit the college of his choice. We had a tight window- we were leaving in the morning, to return that evening. He had a track meet the next day.