If I Had A Dollar For Every Time Someone Like A Fat Film Maker With A Baseball Cap Blathered About Insufficient Taxation, I Could Buy A Death-Porn Doorstop

by Smitty (title allusion)

Stephen Edwin King: Sierra Tango Foxtrot Uniform.

“As a rich person, I pay 28 percent tax… what I want to ask you is, why am I not paying 50?”

Balls. Why don’t we, as a thought experiment, separate the gentleman from all of his property. All numbers are morally equivalent after all. Why stop at 50? Would sudden poverty be a cure for King’s idiocy? What about the rest of the country? Stay tuned, sports fans.
Aside: I don’t read horror fiction or movies. Not my kind of catharsis.

Update: Driscoll-lanche!