This is the most hollow, sunshine pumping, populist pandering sentence I have ever heard.By puttingers in jail for tax evasion for starters. By raising taxes and refusing to bow to corporations that claim to be indispensable for seconds.
Its clear by now that a class war is going on, and the poor didn't start it. Raise taxes and crack heads until everyone can afford three decent meals a day and rent, and education is free and on par with the best European systems, and our infrastructure is repaired by Americans paid a living wage to repair it.
And if that scares some rich people away, fuck em. America is becoming a banana republic because of the people that oppose stronger tax enforcement and higher taxes.
Where do you propose we get this money?
There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
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