I’m ashamed of this generation I barely belong to.
When this trickled into the “headlines” the other day, I snickered.
Alexandria Ocasio Cortez’ bimbo-level everyday disorientation is the fodder of rightist mockery and there is a tendency to trounce on everything she stupidly utters as an indictment of her diminished intelligence. And her $3 billion analysis of the “lost” tax revenue after New York’s promised Amazon relocation fell through surely qualifies as bimbo-level.
Last Friday, Allahpundit pointed out that there was some sharp criticism of Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez who suggested that, with the Amazon deal scuttled, NY could now spend the $3 billion the city was prepared to give the company in tax breaks on other priorities. Sunday, Chuck Todd queued up a video clip of AOC saying just that for Mayor Bill de Blasio.
On video, AOC then said, “If we’re willing to give away $3 billion dollars for this deal, we could invest those $3 billion dollars in our district ourselves if we wanted to.” She continued, “We could hire out more teachers. We can fix our subways. We can put a lot of people to work for that money if we wanted to.”
Clearly, she imagines the $3 billion is sitting around somewhere waiting to be spent now that the Amazon deal has been scuttled.
Here’s how Chuck Todd gingerly handled AOC’s confusion: “It seems a lot of people think when you give a tax incentive that, somehow, that’s money you had over here and it was going over there. This is money that didn’t exist, this $3 billion dollars.”
“Correct,” de Blasio replied.
“Do you feel as if this is a problem in trying to explain how this deal worked?” Todd asked.
“This was a deal that was going to bring $27 billion dollars to the state and city for things like public education, mass transit, affordable housing and that $3 billion dollars of go-back in tax incentives was only after we were getting the jobs and getting the revenue,” de Blasio explained.
“There’s not $3 billion dollars in money that exists anywhere, correct?” Todd emphasized.
But beyond AOC’s dense appraisal, this is indicative of a deeper phenomenon I’ve noticed about women in general when it comes to budgeting and money outlays. The solipsism that is the innate ingredient to most female mentalities similarly defines the concept of money. Often, in the world of finance, money is an ethereal principle, a potential, a time-released outlay that is only realized in reverse, in principle, but not quite on paper or in wallet. Monetary smoke and mirrors. But this potential money, or lack of it, becomes a woman’s universe and her reality and her allusions, both in bookkeeping and in financial planning and social harmonizing, integrate this dollar figure into a financial reality and all subsequent narrative and discussion refers to said non-money as real cash that can be spent and wasted in a very liquid manner. Though nothing could be further from the truth for said potential money.
“I saved $5.00” becomes “I made $5.00.”
Vermont Sen. Bernie Sanders is giving it another go, launching a second campaign for the White House four years after surprising Democrats with a strong bid for the party’s 2016 nomination.
Ah, satire, you may chuckle. This blogger’s pathetic attempt at twisted Onion antics.
I enjoy very little more than the deranged reactions of today’s Liberals when triggered by all things Trump (and the more outlandish, the better). I voted for him in 2016 and I’ll vote for him in 2020. I’m not completely pleased with everything he’s done (or hasn’t) but he’s a firebrand and he’s inflamed the political American scene to a degree we have not witnessed for a very long time, if ever.
In theory, and in message, President Trump is everything I would wish for in an American President.
Admittedly, the execution has been lacking, hampered, suffocated perhaps, by the exigencies of pragmatic political bartering and hamstrung by the dead-end circularity which American checks and balances exerts on the national political dynamic.
Today’s President’s Day holiday made me think of something.
Why not kick off a diligent, un-ironic campaign to make President Donald Trump’s birthday a national holiday?
What a grand effort this would be! Once initiated, the movement would kindle sneakily into the daily narrative. We will witness how, along with everything else with Trump’s politicizing signature attached, the movement gathers steam and the momentum of a newly sprung life. The movement will grow, and though not likely to pass legislative muster (especially given today’s House), the earworm nature of the movement’s mantra will drive the Liberalentsia into apoplectic fits never witnessed before.
It would be the grandest spectacle of all time!
We will execute this campaign and our entire narrative will be laced with the citizen’s movement to create a new Presidential holiday in June commemorating the birthday of one of the greatest Presidents in modern American history.
I suggest that the President Trump Birthday holiday take place on the Monday after the third Sunday in June. In other words, close to his actual birthday on June 14, and forever conjoined with the other annual marker for Father’s Day in America.
How fitting that the last real male President in American history would have his birthday honored in such union with Father’s Day for ages to come.
Interesting theory put forth yesterday on Voat.
Nancy did seem fixated and pre-occupied with the SOTU outline she had been handed by the President.
I don’t know if her actions were unusual, in themselves. Several times she appeared to rifle through multiple pages as if hunting or attempting to orient herself against what she was hearing. She was clearly distracted from the speech several times as she stood, mid-clap.
Is Donald Trump beyond such duplicity? Let’s hope not.