It was kind of surprising to see the Supreme Court rule against the current Administration when it struck down the president’s unilateral tariffs. They haven’t voted against him very often and are seen to be in his pocket. But there’s subtlety at play here. The six conservative Supremes aren’t necessarily as loyal to the president as they are to the rich and Republican (with a sub-loyalty to religious wingnuts). When their interests align, they’re happy to overturn precedent and upset the apple cart.
But with the tariffs, the big-money crowd values a
predictable and reliable economic atmosphere, and having a toddler throwing
tariff tantrums when the mood hits him is unsettling. It shakes the stability
that they need to milk the Market to the degree to which they’re accustomed.
Decision aside, we’re still in the same place because the Emperor is now pushing a 15% global tariff, as revenge for having been told “no.”
Talk immediately jumped to the prospect of refunding the
tariffs paid, which is problematic. The payments should really go to the US
citizens, not the vendors. The vendors who first paid the tariffs have already
been reimbursed by us through raised prices. The Government paying them back would be double-dipping,
unless the vendors were required to then reimburse those who bought their goods
and services at the tariff-heightened prices.
Do you really think that’s going to happen? In fact, how
would it even be possible? How would they know who to reimburse and for how
much?
I imagine people who used a grocery store loyalty card
might have left usable tracks. And there may be some help from credit card
records. But those who paid cash or didn’t participate in store points programs
would be SOL.
So, the alternative would be for the government to refund
us directly. And because they would be just as limited in tracking individual
purchases as retailers, the only fair way to do it is a universal check
distribution. And that will never happen. This government will never part with
cash money to be sent back to the unwashed masses.
And who knows where that money even is? It wouldn’t
surprise me if all the tariff money was funneled to another offshore bank in Qatar, controlled by You Know Who. Maybe
that’s why he’s so dead-set on imposing tariffs, despite presumably being told
by everyone, from cabinet members to
donors, that tariffs are direct taxes on US citizens and not a fund received
from foreign countries. It’s another grift for his personal benefit. And that’s
all we are to him: a source of revenue to be harvested upwards.
So I’m not holding my breath on the chance of seeing some
money falling back down to the common citizens. If anything, the vendors will
get a refund, which will then be used for bonuses and stock buy-backs, just like
the tax windfalls of the past. Once again, the wealthy benefit, and the rest of
us get screwed.
Going for the Gold
I enjoyed watching the Olympics again this year. As a retiree with my afternoons open, I was able to watch a lot of the live coverage during the day. Then I could pick and choose what to watch during the evening recaps.
My newest T-shirt.
Watching yesterday’s gold medal hockey game between the
US and Canada was thrilling. Just from a purely hockey perspective, the game
was tremendous; everything a hockey fan would want out of a game. It was a
fast-paced, hard-hitting, and hard-skating game that went down to the wire in
overtime.
I was rooting for Team USA, but not as rabidly as I might
have in the past. Part of me wants to express dissatisfaction with the state of
things in the US, but the other part of me knows that it’s not the athletes who
are to blame. I mainly root for the players who play for my favored NHL team,
the Pittsburgh Penguins. If the Penguins’ Sidney Crosby had been playing for Canada (rather than having given
up his spot due to injury), I might have drifted over to their side.
Who ended up in the US locker-room celebrating but FBI
chief, Kash Patel, who apparently had nothing pressing to do this week? Maybe he
was looking for his girlfriend in there. That certainly justifies commandeering
a government plane to fly to Italy on the taxpayer’s dime. I suppose he’s just
emulating his boss, who also loves crashing sports teams’ celebrations that
have nothing to do with him. It’s no wonder they need to bask in other people’s
glory; they create so little of their own.
The women’s hockey finals were just as captivating, as it
also went into overtime. The Canadians tied up a 1-0 game late, then the US won
it in OT on a great inside dangle and a point-blank shot from the crease. (Sorry,
that’s a lot of hockey lingo!) Although sadly without the name recognition, I
found the women’s game just as captivating and well-played as the men’s final.
It was a great week for hockey.
I’m always fascinated by the high-flying and high-speed
sports like the ski-jumping and half-pipe acrobatics. It amazes me how people
can learn how to do that without maiming themselves.
The skating was enjoyable as well. I felt terrible for
our big men’s singles threat, Ilia Malinin, the “Quad God,” who, after all the
hype, totally ate it on his long-routine performance. But I loved that our
women’s contestant, Alysa Liu, won gold on a tremendous performance. She had
such a positive attitude that it made it easy to root for her.
Short Track Speed Skating, singles or relays, is like a
combination of skating fast and human bowling. It’s just chaos in motion, and
every so often, there’s a huge crash, and people go flying.
I’ve always thought I’d like to take a ride on a bobsled because
it looks like so much fun. Then I saw accounts from famous fans who tried,
Jason Kelce and SNL’s Colin Jost. Both made clear how utterly terrifying and
physically jarring their ride was. So maybe I’ll just leave it at watching from
the sofa. I don’t need to start chiropractor treatments anytime soon.
I have to really hand it to those brave souls who do the
luge (going feet-first down the bobsled track on an open sled), or skeleton
(same thing, only head-first). I think “skeleton” is an apt name for that event.
I bet there are dozens of them buried near the practice track.
I watched a little curling early on, but it seemed like
the coverage never ended. CNBC was practically locked onto curling coverage, to
the point that their “C” might as well have stood for “Curling.” Bocce on ice…
got it.
I was watching the gorgeous Mikaela Shiffrin win a slalom event and noticed how much she looks like Kylie Kelce (podcasting wife of aforementioned Jason). A couple of days later, I see the two of them talking about that very thing on Kylie’s podcast. They may not be identical, but they sure look like sisters to me.
Hotness either way you go.
So, now that we’re done playing international games to demonstrate peace, cooperation, and sportsmanship, it’s time to start a war with Iran. Stay tuned.





