@4TaxFairness top 1% paid avg tax rate of 26.1% in ‘22. top 10% paid avg rate of 21.1%, bottom 50% paid 3.74%.
top 1% earned 22.4%, but paid 40.4% of all income taxes. top 10% earned 49.4% of AGI but paid 72% of all income taxes.
the bottom 50%? 11.5% of AGI but paid only 3% of all inc tax
Four musket balls tore through George Washington's coat at the Battle of Monongahela. Two horses were shot dead beneath him. He rode back and forth across the worst of the fighting rallying broken men, and when the smoke cleared he did not have a single scratch on him. An Indian chief later said he ordered his men to fire at Washington again and again, then stopped, certain the Great Spirit was shielding him.
He was 23 years old. He wrote to his brother a few days later, almost puzzled by it, and said he had been protected beyond all human expectation by the miraculous care of Providence.
And here is the part people forget. That was not the one time. That was the pattern.
At Princeton he rode his horse to within thirty yards of the British line and told his men to hold as the muskets opened up. An officer who was there covered his eyes because he was sure he was about to watch the general die. When he looked again Washington was still sitting tall in the saddle, waving his hat, completely unharmed. For eight years of war he stood where the fighting was heaviest and the bullets simply refused to find him. His enemies started to talk about it. His own soldiers started to believe it.
He was not being reckless. He just never seemed to believe it was his time.
This is the thread that runs through nearly every great man in history. They lived like the date had already been written and no enemy on earth could move it up by a single hour.
Caesar stood on the bank of the Rubicon, looked at everything he was about to risk, and said the die is already cast. Then he walked into it.
Cromwell rode into battle after battle convinced the outcome had been settled long before either army woke up that morning, and he fought like a man who had nothing left to fear because the ending was not his to decide.
Andrew Jackson stood on the Capitol steps while a man walked up and pulled a pistol on him at point blank range. It misfired. The man drew a second pistol. That one misfired too. The odds of both failing were so small that people argued about it for years. Jackson just raised his cane and went after the man himself.
Stonewall Jackson would ride calmly through a storm of gunfire while everyone around him flinched, and when someone finally asked how he stayed so steady he said it plainly. My religious belief teaches me to feel as safe in battle as in bed. God has already fixed the time of my death, so I do not trouble myself about it. I am always ready, no matter when it comes.
That was the whole secret. Not that they loved danger. Not that they did not feel fear. They simply believed their steps were already numbered by a hand higher than any king, and a man who truly believes that walks through fire like it is a hallway.
You cannot kill a man before his work is done.
And when you line their lives up side by side, the escapes, the misfires, the bullets that passed through the coat but never the man, it gets very hard to call all of it luck.
It’s important to remember this.
If you want to understand political behavior, follow the incentives.
The Democrats and the European left figured out that the perfect formula to capture political power is open borders plus endless government handouts plus zero consequences for crime.
Migrants arrive, become dependent, stay grateful, and vote the way they’re told.
And that’s exactly why Obama and Hillary went from opposing open borders to demanding them.
All these other problems are downstream from this. Now their op is to tell you that these consequences are “good, actually”.
Marc Andreessen just named the lie that held for a hundred years and is collapsing in real time.
We gave authority to the people who explained things. Not the people who built them.
And nobody questioned why.
For a century, builders created and journalists translated. The public accepted it because complexity demanded a middleman.
But the middleman was never the expert. The middleman was the channel.
And we mistook the channel for the source.
Andreessen: “You set it loose and it will write you literally a 30-page answer. This is basically like a textbook on any topic.”
Any topic. Infinite depth. Zero cost. No gatekeeper.
He has a name for what comes next. Practitioner media.
Andrej Karpathy doesn’t sit across from a journalist. He turns on a camera and teaches the world how the architecture works. No filter. No editorial framing. No one deciding what you’re ready to hear.
The press calls it dangerous.
They are not protecting the public. They are protecting the bottleneck that gave them power.
The critic always needed the creator. The creator never needed the critic.
They just had no other way to reach the world.
Now they do.
🚨WARNING: Lebanon was once the jewel of the Middle East; a prosperous Christian nation with Beirut as the Paris of the Arab world: freedom, universities, wine, and enlightenment.
Then Muslims crossed 15% of the population. Civil war. Collapse. Now Hezbollah and Iran run a failed Muslim state.
Demographics are destiny.
The West has been warned. Wake up, America!! 🇺🇸
I'm tired of people saying Police Officers need more training. You had 18 years to train your child not to steal, shoot, stab, burn down buildings, laser people's eyes, flip cars, block traffic and attack other people. Police didn't fail you, you failed your child.
Elon Musk did something no one in Washington has survived in a hundred years.
He counted.
You can lie in Washington and die of old age. Lies get you a committee seat. A pension. A statue with your name on it.
The one thing the system cannot survive is an honest number.
Musk: “You turn off the money spigot to fraudsters, they get very upset to say the least. My death threat level went ballistic.”
Nobody threatens to kill you over inefficiency. Nobody puts a target on your back for a rounding error.
They only reach for the knife when you touch the money.
The press cut his villain edit before he finished the sentence. Politicians moved in formation. Same lines. Same hour.
All guarding the same invoice.
Joe Rogan: “The whole machine turns on you because you were getting in the way of this amazing graft.”
Musk: “The goal was to destroy me absolutely.”
$200 to $300 billion a year in fraud.
A shadow economy the size of a G20 nation, stitched into your paycheck.
Then he said the line they will never forgive.
Musk: “Probably cut the federal budget in half. And get more done.”
Half of what leaves your paycheck was never roads. Never schools. Never a country.
It was feeding the thing that lives only as long as you never look.
He looked.
That is the whole story. Not that he was loud. Not that he was rich.
That he was right. Out loud. With the receipts.
The death threats were not a warning.
They were a confession.