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Aug 2018
There is no Gold but they are still mining it in Alaska. There is no oil, yet they are still pumping it from the ground. We need more taxes to feed the homeless, yet the poor are all around us. Global warming is killing the planet so we will invest in alternative energy, then we get our wind turbines and solar panels from China. Every time we turn around, we are told about the problems that money can solve. If everyone would just pay their fair share how wonderful it could be. We give and give until we have no blood left in our veins, even a Turnip can go dry. No matter how much seem to spend, nothing seems to change. So where did all of the money go ?
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
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