Exactly one week ago Harry Reid, a United States Senator from Nevada, fatuously declared, “Millionaire job creators are like unicorns. They are impossible to find and don’t exist.”
I will readily concede that yes, if the eat-the-rich policies of Barack Hossein Obama are adopted in toto, Mr. Reid’s statement will accurately describe the American economy. Fortunately, Messrs. Reid and Obama need not strain towards this goal. The number of taxpayers earning over $1 million dropped 39% over the same period unemployment doubled from 4.5% to 9%.
It is true, the founders of still-existing Microsoft, Apple, Koch Industries, Starbucks and Whole Foods are multimillionaires. It is also true that these five companies are guilty of creating (directly and indirectly) over one million American jobs. The math is simple enough that even bongo-drumming Occupy Wall Streeters should understand. More millionaires equal more jobs. Fewer millionaires equal fewer jobs.
To the extent Harry Reid can’t find any unicorns, it is because Democrats are hunting them to extinction. From Sarbanes-Oxley and Dodd-Frank to the environmental extremism that is the Environmental Protection Agency, millionaires and their job-creating businesses will soon be harder to find than the northern spotted owl. Or unicorns.
Democrats may not believe in unicorns but they do believe in Santa Claus. Vote for us (say Democrats) and we will give you free: housing, food, mortgages, doctors, prescription drugs, high-speed trains, abortions, cash to start solar panel companies, pensions, cash for clunkers, cash for caulkers, welfare checks, government jobs, auto bailouts, bank bailouts, heck, we’ll even bailout Europe. Government is Santa Claus, just as Thomas Jefferson and James Madison intended.
My five-your-old son fervently believes in Santa Claus, the red-suited fellow who manufactures and delivers toys for millions of children living in the Christian world. Santa, free of charge (except the investment of good behavior), will drop off a few hundred dollars worth of books and toys for him and his kid sister on Christmas Eve. At some point his perceptive mind will inquire as to the logistics and economics behind this model. But not now.
There is a sweet innocence in a five-year-old’s belief in Santa. Not so much in a grown adult’s view that the United States federal government can limitlessly tax, borrow, print and spend paper money as required by the Democrats’ electoral strategy. A $15,000,000,000,000 national debt is neither cute nor endearing, and like the charges that appear on my January credit card statement, proves that Santa does not actually exist.