It hadn’t been an exceptionally long war. We had only been involved a little over a year. Since April of 1917, our forces had been fighting in the trenches in France, and now on November 11, 1918, the guns stopped and the killing was over. Still, in that short amount of time, we lost nearly 117,000 brave Americans. They told us it was the war to end all wars and the country was mighty happy to see it end. Our American sons had fought to make the world safe for democracy. But, as in most wars, democracy had nothing to do with it. It seems to be a peculiar disease among mortal humankind...

Anybody who has taken economics 101 knows that in the business world you have to have a product to sell. That product can be a service, as well. That product is produced by the worker, who generally receives some sort of benefit out of producing the product in the form of wages or commissions. The product is purchased by the consumer. Theoretically, the more the consumer buys, the more the worker produces, the more money the person providing the capital makes on his or her investment, the more happy everybody is. Worker –> Product –> Consumer = $$$ When we look at...

The American spirit was born of a revolution. We are strongly individual. It is how our nation was born. Rugged individuals took their lives in their hands and at great risk, traveled westward to build a new country. And with them, they brought their rugged, common sense approach to the problems they faced. From the very beginning, it would seem, we hated government, not just big government, but any government. The colonists left England because they either didn’t want to be told what church they could attend, or they wanted opportunities that were only available to the wealthiest...

Relative to the blog I just wrote about taxes, I thought you might be interested in where your tax dollar goes. 42.2 cents out of every federal income tax dollar went toward Military expenses. Current Military and war spending used 28.7 cents, interest on Military debt was 10 cents, and Veterans’ benefits were 3.5 cents out of every federal income tax dollar. 22.1 cents out of every federal income tax dollar went toward Health programs. Health ($458 billion) is the federal funds portion of all health spending by the federal government, including the federal funds spending on Medicare. 10.2...

Let’s talk about taxes. Everybody hates taxes. Well, that’s not entirely true. What we hate is PAYING taxes. We don’t mind them so much as long as somebody else has to pay them. As Ben Franklin quoted, taxes are as inevitable as death, and just as necessary. Let’s face it, nobody wants to die, but can you imagine how over populated we would be if medical science were able to do away with death? It would be a very crowded world. And if there were no taxes our nation would come to a standstill. Without taxes we wouldn’t be able to pay for traffic cops and teachers and librarians...

Today, a few days after his birthday, we honor the Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. But forty years after his murder his message is lost in the icon of King. Many of us have the day off. People will say kind words about him. Mattress stores will have their holiday sales for people of all colors can now sleep together in peace. People will talk about his dream, but very few people know what that dream was. Martin Luther King was far more complex than the man who stood in Washington D.C. and revealed his dream to the thousands upon thousands standing in hope there. His dream went far beyond racial...

When I was in junior high school a thousand years ago, we had a dance. I didn’t go to it because I lived too far from the school and my parents didn’t want to drive me the thirty some odd miles each way back to school and back home. This was undoubtedly very wise considering the state of repair of our car, and old Ford station wagon. My dad was barely able to start this car on most occasions, and driving it was no picnic either. I distinctly remember that this car had big holes in the floor caused by rust. I used to enjoy watching the street pass under us as my dad drove up and down...