Thursday, December 21, 2017

Help me out please, since I only got an A in Econ 101... How is allowing citizens to keep more of their own money "stealing" from the government?  I'm convinced a liberal wants the tax rate to start at 100% and anything below that they're nice enough to throw our way.  No one is taking away from low income people since they don't actually pay any taxes, so, of course, a tax cut helps "the rich", as their percentage of earnings is larger than, say, mine.  As a percentage, the middle class will get a sizeable amount more based on earnings.  As for "giving deals to corporations", let me ask you in all seriousness: How many jobs have you gotten from a poor guy?  I'll wait... that's right.  Exactly zero.  Businesses actually HIRE people, so in a sane person's reasoning, they will invest to grow their business.  It's a little thing we rubes call Jobs.

Tuesday, December 19, 2017

A PTBNL Guest Post: The Day Star Wars Died by Brad Weiland

Editor's Note: Since I post on here about as often as Boston releases a new album, I decided to give the floor to a good friend, who passionately shared his impression on Star Wars VIII: The Last Jedi.  These are his thoughts...

February 3rd 1959 was the day the music died: the night Buddy Holly, The Big Bopper and Ritchie Valens died in a plane crash in Clear Lake Iowa. The Day Star Wars died for me was December 18th, 2017, in Wausau Wisconsin.

Just to give some background on this, I have been what you would call a Star Wars Nerd since I was very young. Episode IV was released in 1977 and I was born into this world in 1974; and even in my youngest years, I can still recall the absolute ground swell that George Lucas thrust upon us back then. The two absolute loves of my childhood, and to this day, have always been baseball and Star Wars. So you can imagine my excitement level was pretty high as I experienced a whole new cinematic experience last night in a heated barkalounger with an anxiousness that only a new Kiss record, Brewer pennant chase or Star Wars canon can produce.

Two years ago I walked out of Episode VII very unsatisfied as I felt J.J. Abrams and Lucasfilm Ltd. just bilked me out of my 10 bucks with an all over the place knock off of Episode IV; plus they killed off Han Solo. I was really disgruntled about that! This leads me back to last night.

The Last Jedi was an OK movie when it comes to movies. But this isn't just another movie.. this is a frickin' Star Wars movie! Anything less than excellence just will not do. And then it happened about two hours and fifteen minutes in: after a really awesome scene where Luke sticks it to Kylo, projecting himself onto Crait so what is left of the Resistance can get away, he dies. I was beside myself inside, trying not to be dramatic to the folks I was attending with.

I was not a fan at all with the direction they took with Luke's character the whole movie, expecting that he would be back for a pivotal role in Episode IX. They made my childhood hero into a paranoid and despondent recluse/coward. The same guy who oozed confidence in Jedi and willingly risked it all on a hunch, sensing conflict in Vader. This coupled with him dying made me really unhappy as I left. I honestly was mourning.

Today as I regurgitated the movie in my mind it dawned on me that Star Wars, and in turn part of my childhood, died. It's time for the kids today to latch onto Finn or Rey and have their lifetime hero. Perhaps Rian Johnson was right to "let the past die". This reminds me a lot of Rocky IV when Tony says "When Apollo died, a part of me died". Well last night, when Luke died, a part of me died. And now I suddenly feel about twenty five years older... - Brad Weiland