Weekly Letter to the President
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INAUGURATION, January 20, 2009
Drunk in its stale air
For two hundred years.
Fettered in mind and body,
The soul, the safe escape
To let me breathe the cries
Of my heart singing
Tears of mel-an-choly.
The tears flow free today
Washing the stains of blood
And sweat in brotherhood.
Raise the curtain then an'
Let the world look in
On this promised land --
We breathe free today.... almost.
--- Arshad M. Khan
We will be known forever by the tracks we leave.
--- Native American proverb
May 1, 2020
Mr. President: The gross domestic product (GDP) declined in the first quarter at an
annual rate of 4.8 percent according
to an advance estimate by the Bureau of Economic Research. The next estimate for
the same quarter based on more complete data will be released on May 28, 2020.
Before the effects of the coronavirus were felt, that is the last quarter of 2019, GDP
increased at a 2.1 percent annual rate.
Yes, we are in a slump. People have lost jobs and stimulus checks are being sent
out. President Trump's focus initially was business; the House insisted on more help
for people. A stimulus check is now in the mail, but who is going to pay for it?
Raising taxes on fat cats and corporations who have enjoyed historically low rates for
some three decades sounds like a reasonable solution. Corporate tax rates in the
1950s quickly ran into 50 percent plus without hindrance to growth. For rich
individuals, it was over 90 percent -- and taxing Trump at a 90 percent rate would
appeal to most. Of course, the real estate industry is notorious for hiding behind
depreciation to pay little or no taxes. Remember Leona Helmsley? It was her boast
that only the poor pay taxes till the IRS goaded long enough went after her. Yet who
could quarrel with her wish to leave a few million to her Maltese, so she could
continue to live in the style to which she was accustomed.
Then there is Joe Biden. Touchy, feely, Joe Biden for whom women are like catnip to
a cat or a juicy bone to a dog. Yes, he can't keep his paws off 'em. More like creepy
Joe with a penchant for gynecological exploration. So we have been informed by
Tara Reade, a young staffer to then Senator Biden, who was asked to deliver a gym
bag to the illustrious man. 'He just had me up against the wall and ... he went down
down my skirt, but then up inside it and ...'
Well, you never know! Bill Clinton was accused of rape in a Wall Street Journal
op-ed, and of using troopers to watch for Hilary while he chased his bimbos. Running
against a man with a spotless reputation and who had taught Saddam a lesson,
guess what happened? He won.
Perhaps the American voter likes a man with an advertised libido, so take your pick in
November. "I don't wait ... Grab 'em by the p---y," Trump, or Creepy Joe, who, as of
this writing, has not addressed the 1993 assault allegation directly preferring a denial
by his campaign staff. Tara Reade did file an official complaint then with the Senate
Personal Office and was subsequently relieved of some responsibilities including
Forbes has a timeline of events that has others confirming her story at different points
in time since 1993. For example, her mother is said to have called the Larry King Live
show saying her daughter had "problems" working for a prominent senator. The
script was unearthed by The Intercept, which reported on the story in March.
Two more people have corroborated Reade. A former neighbor of hers in California,
Lynda LaCasse told the Business Insider that Reade recounted the assault to her in
1995 or 1996 after she had left D.C. Then there is Lorraine Sanchez, who worked
with Reade in the office of a California state senator during the mid-1990s. She
remembers Reade telling her about being harassed by her former boss while she was
in D.C. and she had to leave.
That is the choice for women in November: "Grab 'em by the ...", Trump, or "...down
the skirt ... up inside it" Biden. One advantage with Biden: He looks a walking
corpse. What's wrong with Democrats?