HYPOTHETICALLY… IF I BOUGHT MY HOUSE FOR $125,000 IN 2002 AND THE COUNTY NOW SAYS IT’S WORTH $487,000, WHERE DID I ACTUALLY MAKE $362,000?
Did I sell it? No.
Did I receive $362,000? No.
Did somebody hand me a check for the new assessed value? Obviously not.
But my property taxes still go up because, on paper, my house is suddenly worth hundreds of thousands more.
That’s the part that doesn’t make sense to me.
This isn’t income.
It isn’t cash sitting in my bank account.
It’s a number someone assigned to my property, and now I’m being billed based on that number.
If my stock portfolio doubles but I don’t sell, I haven’t turned that gain into cash.
If my salary stays the same, I don’t suddenly owe more income tax because someone thinks I’m worth more.
So why does owning a home work differently?
WHY AM I PAYING TAX ON A GAIN I NEVER REALIZED?
A house isn’t just an investment.
It’s where people live.
You can pay off the mortgage, own the property outright, and still face a bigger bill every year because the value of the house went up on paper.
At some point, you have to ask what “owning” something actually means if the cost of keeping it can keep rising because of money you never received.
THIS ISN’T ABOUT WHETHER THE HOUSE IS “WORTH” MORE.
IT’S ABOUT BEING CHARGED FOR VALUE YOU NEVER TURNED INTO CASH.
And people are starting to notice.
My dream Gen X retirement community isn't a golf course or a luxury resort.
It's a fully renovated 80s/90s shopping mall.
Half the building is apartments. The other half looks exactly like the mall we grew up in.
The Waldenbooks is now a massive library where you can spend hours getting lost in books.
The food court is part of your meal plan, so you can grab an Orange Julius, a slice of pizza, Chinese food, or sit down for a proper meal at Shoney's whenever you want.
The movie theater plays classics every night.
The arcade is free and packed with Pac-Man, Galaga, Street Fighter, Mortal Kombat, Donkey Kong, and every cabinet game we spent our allowance on.
Sam Goody is still there. You can browse CDs, listen to Bowie, The Ramones, Nirvana, Pearl Jam, or whatever you love. They even host monthly dance nights for anyone who still remembers MTV when it actually played music.
The Sharper Image has massage chairs you can reserve whenever your back reminds you that you're no longer 25.
The pharmacy is still an Eckerds.
Blockbuster is fully operational. You can rent movies, video games, and spend 30 minutes wandering the aisles before choosing something you'll probably fall asleep watching.
There's an aerobics studio offering Tae-Bo, Richard Simmons, MTV's The Grind workouts, and every fitness craze we survived the first time around.
There are fountains everywhere, a lazy river because we've earned it, and plenty of benches where people can sit and talk instead of staring at their phones.
Every morning we go mall walking before the stores "open."
Every evening we meet friends at the food court.
No algorithms. No endless scrolling. No influencers.
Just books, music, movies, arcades, friends, nostalgia, and the feeling that for a few hours, it's 1995 again.
Honestly, I'd put my name on the waiting list today.
Jacob Rodriguez was born in Hastings, Minnesota. His family moved to Texas when he was ten.
He played quarterback at Rider High School in Wichita Falls.
He went to the University of Virginia and spent his freshman year as a utility guy. Ten carries. Eight catches. Not a starter at anything.
Then the head coach stepped down and Rodriguez went into the transfer portal, late, after most of the spots in college football were already gone.
Texas Tech said yes. But there was no scholarship left, and there was nowhere for him to live.
Here is what he did about that, in his own words.
"It was so late. I didn't have a place to stay. There were no scholarship spots, and so, luckily, my brother went to school there, and so I slept on the ground next to his bed for a semester and earned that scholarship spot later on."
He slept on his brother's floor for a semester.
And Texas Tech moved him to linebacker, a position he had never played.
Think about what that actually asks of a person. He had spent his entire life with the ball in his hands, reading defenses. Now he was the defense, learning it from nothing, against people who had been doing it since they were children.
Year one, 29 tackles. Year two, an injury cost him most of the season and he played five games.
Year three, 127 tackles.
Year four, 128 tackles, 11 for loss, 4 interceptions and 7 forced fumbles, and he was a unanimous All American.
Then the awards came in and they all had his name on them. The Chuck Bednarik Award. The Butkus Award. The Lombardi Award. The Bronko Nagurski Trophy.
No player in the history of Texas Tech had ever won any of those. He won all four in the same year.
He finished fifth in the Heisman Trophy voting, which was more votes than any defensive player in the country got.
The Miami Dolphins took him 43rd overall.
On Sunday he played the Kansas City Chiefs. He intercepted Patrick Mahomes. He tackled Kenneth Walker behind the line of scrimmage three separate times.
He is now one of the betting favorites for NFL Defensive Rookie of the Year. As of this week he sits at plus 400, a hair in front of David Bailey at plus 450, who used to line up next to him at Texas Tech.
Now the honest part, because it matters. Miami lost that game 24-10 and the Dolphins are 0-3. Nobody is handing out awards in September, and a rookie on a losing team is a long way from anything.
One more thing about him. His wife Emma is an aviation officer in the United States Army. She flies Black Hawk helicopters.
Four years ago he was a former high school quarterback with no scholarship and no apartment, sleeping on the ground beside his brother's bed in Lubbock.
College football put Apache helicopters over Ole Miss and half the internet clutched its pearls.
Pat McAfee was on College GameDay in Oxford when the Mississippi Army National Guard flew Apaches over The Grove. He said if you’re not American and you hear that sound, your ass better run. That is not a policy speech. That is a guy who still likes this country saying what a lot of fans were already thinking.
Supporters called it pure football energy. Critics called it cringe, political, even a swipe at immigration. Same crowd that spent years telling us sports and politics belong together suddenly wants the military flyover kept quiet.
Here’s my take. If a National Guard flyover on a Saturday morning makes you uncomfortable, the problem is not Pat McAfee. The problem is you.
America First. Military appreciated. Football next. In that order.
This is not my generation's music. I only know a song or two by him. But damn! I'm watching this and thinking "only an idiot would dump a tour with THIS guy over middle eastern politics".
Von Miller reveals after Texas A&M coach Mike Sherman suspended him, he packed everything he owned into his truck and started driving to Florida to transfer, when he called his he dad told him not to quit, so he turned around and led the nation with 17.5 sacks the next season
“I had everything I owned in this blanket, and I went to my car. I threw it in the back and I’m driving home. I called my daddy. I’m like, ‘Daddy, man, I’m leaving. Coach Sherman kicked me off the team. I ain’t coming back until I do this and that.’”
“I’m thinking my dad is going, ‘All right, we’re going to find something else.’ He said, ‘Pull that truck over, turn around, and go back to school. You’re not quitting.’”
“I was like, ‘That was not the answer I was looking for.’ He was like, ‘You’re not just about to quit when it gets hard. You’re going to turn that truck back around. You’re going to go back to school and you’re going to fix it.’”
“I had tears going down my face. I was like, ‘Man, this is going to be so hard to fix all of this.’ I turned around. We had a meeting. Coach Sherman told my dad the exact same thing that he told me, and my dad agreed with Coach Sherman.”
“There was nowhere I could go. I just had to face the music. I had to face the truth. That spring was a hard one, but I got my grades up. I made it to all my classes. I went through the checklist of everything Coach Sherman wanted me to do.”
“That following year, my junior year, was the best year that I had up until that day. I led the nation in sacks. I had 17 and a half sacks. My life had totally changed. That was all a testament to running straight through the storm. The shortest way through the storm is straight. I put my head down and I worked, and my life totally changed that offseason.”
I don’t know what the future holds for Shiyazh Pete as a member of the #Cowboys, but this may be the best preseason post-game speech of all time.
(🎥: @dallascowboys)
Texas is the prize. Don’t ever forget it.
James Talarico has a billionaire backed political machine trying to turn the biggest conservative stronghold in America BLUE. Reid Hoffman alone put $10 MILLION behind a super PAC supporting him.
They know exactly what happens if Texas falls. The political map changes, the culture changes, and the left gets the crown jewel it has wanted for decades.
@elonmusk came to Texas to BUILD, innovate and escape the same suffocating politics they want to bring here.
Don’t hand them the keys to the Lone Star State.
Show up. Fight for Texas. Vote Ken Paxton.
KEEP TEXAS RED.
I don't give a damn if taking a side creates a mountain of enemies, if even my former fans turn against me, if my 300,000 followers shrink to three.
Deep in my soul I respect Elon Musk to the absolute maximum.
If he hadn't risked everything, succeeded, and bought X, free speech in Japan would already be dead.
We would all be living exactly as the leftist and Chinese-controlled television tells us to — and we would already be becoming Islamic.
By the time my daughter entered elementary school there might have been a law forcing us to hand her over to Muslims.
Human beings are not born to be liked by others.
We do not live so that our daughters can smile and say "you're a good person" while we enjoy a peaceful, smiling life.
Even if I lose everything, I will still protect my daughters somehow.
That is the definition of being human.
The only platform that still gives us any chance of protecting that is X.
From the very moment Twitter was renamed, I have deliberately and loudly called it X.
I have done nothing wrong.
I will never apologize to anyone.
America should be a country for Americans.
Japan should be a country for Japanese.
Britain should be a country for the British.
That is all.