I agree with everything in this post. What’s interesting is how both the right and left are taking it as a referendum on their point of view. In fact, it’s neither. It does not say that if you get rich, you have an obligation to pay more than your fair share of taxes. It does not say that being rich negates your obligation to pay your fair share. It does not say that higher taxes slow down job growth or that lower taxes accelerate it. It does not say that those who makes lots of money have a moral right to pay an inordinate amount of it back to the government. It does not even say that those who makes lots of money have a moral right to pay an inordinate amount of it back to society.

It will be fascinating to see how each side takes this as a manifesto to support their own argument.

Bust your ass and get rich.

Make a boatload of money. Pay your taxes. Lots of taxes. Hire people. Train people. Pay people. Spend money on rent, equipment, services. Pay more taxes.

When you make a shitload of money. Do something positive with it. If you are smart enough to make it, you will be smart enough to know where to put it to work.

I don’t care what anyone says. Being rich is a good thing. Not just in the obvious sense of benefiting you and your family, but in the broader sense. Profits are not a zero sum game. The more you make the more of a financial impact you can have.

I’m not against government involvement in times of need. I am for recognizing that big public companies will continue to cut jobs in an effort to prop up stock prices, which in turn stimulates the need for more government involvement. Every cut job by the big companies extracts a cost on the American people in one way or another.

Entrepreneurs are needed to create and grow companies to absorb those people in new jobs. If entrepreneurs don’t create those jobs, the government ends up having to spend more money to help them one way or another.

So be Patriotic. Go out there and get rich. Get so obnoxiously rich that when that tax bill comes, your first thought will be to choke on how big a check you have to write. Your 2nd thought will be “what a great problem to have”, and your 3rd should be a recognition that in paying your taxes you are helping to support millions of Americans that are not as fortunate as you.

In these times of “The Great Recession” we shouldn’t be trying to shift the benefits of wealth behind some curtain. We should be celebrating and encouraging people to make as much money as they can. Profits equal tax money. While some people might find it distasteful to pay taxes. I don’t. I find it Patriotic.

I’m not saying that the government’s use of tax money is the most efficient use of our hard-earned capital. It obviously is not. In a perfect world, there would be a better option. We don’t live in a perfect world. We don’t live in a perfect time. We live in a time where the government plays a big role in an effort to help lead us out this Great Recession. That’s reality.

So I will repeat my point. Get out there and make a boatload of money. Enjoy the shit out your money. Pay your taxes.

It’s the most Patriotic thing you can do.

How, then, to get around that problem to produce something that is not parody? Something that honors the King’s life and legacy without turning into a caricature? For the folks at Cirque du Soleil’s “Viva Elvis,” the answer was simple. And brilliant: Don’t try.

No, you’ll see no “Elvis Impersonators” during the performance (the big closing number notwithstanding, sort of). For the most part, “Viva Elvis” lets the King speak (well, sing) for himself, in audio and video clips that are often turned into duets with live performers. When Elvis doesn’t sing, the songs are inspired and innovative re-imaginings of classic songs sung without a hint of a lip curl or trademark slur by female singers. When Elvis “appears” on stage, it is in an almost generic sense—as a placeholder: a young GI in uniform; two young men in t-shirts and jeans representing Elvis and his twin brother Jesse, who died at birth (in a sweet and touching nod to the feelings of loss and guilt Elvis carried with him throughout his life.)

“Viva Elvis” is an unconventional Cirque show, which oddly makes it seem more of a traditional Vegas show. The set is traditional: a large stage in the front of the theater, complete with big red velvet curtains. The acrobatics are there, but take a back seat to more conventional choreography. The music is there too, but so is a narrative, delivered by the character of Elvis’ longtime manager, Colonel Tom Parker.

Given all this, it seems no wonder that “Viva Elvis” seems to have sparked more controversy that most Cirque shows in recent memory, almost polarizing its fans—and Elvis’, for that matter. Bizarrely, though, the camps don’t seem to come together in any consistent way—with fans of all sorts in the both the “loved it” and “hated it” camps.

The show takes the form of a loose recap of the King’s life: his early years, his induction in the Army, his return and emergence as a Hollywood star and finally his establishment as the ultimate Vegas entertainer. Happily (for this is not a documentary), the show skips Elvis’ tragic downfall into excess in favor of ending on a high note with a lavish, classic Vegas showstopper, replete with showgirls with big headdresses and and chorus of jumpsuitted Elvii.

In between, we are treated to some phenomenal numbers and energetic acrobatic sequences, including the most “Cirque-like” performance of the show, a superhero-themed, gravity-defying trampoline scene, ostensibly based on Elvis’ love of comic books. Other highlights included a touching version of “All Shook Up” as a gospel song; a delightfully done “Return to Sender” that would be enough reason on its own to buy the show’s soundtrack (sadly, it’s not included on it); a whimsical and incredible demonstration of old-fashioned rodeo roping (believe it or not); and an updated and expanded recreation of Elvis’ famous Jailhouse Rock scene from the eponymous film.

It’s a testament to the enduring appeal of Elvis that in many of the sequences that featured him singing on a large video screen behind the set, I kept finding my eyes drawn to him even over the dancing and acrobatics taking place on stage. Such is till the power of the King.

“Viva Elvis” is a playful, joyful tribute to the King that deftly uses new arrangements to avoid clichés, and in turn embraces enough of the “kitch” of the times to make it a wildly entertaining delight, and as Elvis himself would surely appreciate, a veritable spectacle.

In short: It’s a hunka hunka burnin’ fun.

You can watch the interview here or on Chuck’s MacVoices website.

Image courtesy of EcoVillageGreen.com

My biggest problem with “Go Green” initiatives (and the plain ol’ “environmentally friendly” ones before them) is that well-intentioned people jump on them without considering their impact because no one wants to be seen as hurting the environment.

We’ve all heard stories about how the environmental impact of recycling material can be greater than properly disposing of it, or how the manufacturing process of electric or hybrid cars can do more harm to the environment than their benefit can offset.

Here’s another one to add to your list: Compact fluorescent light bulbs. You know, the kind that replace the old-fashioned incandescent kind. A recent New York Times article suggests that the bulbs may not be ready for prime time and may not even be as green as the hype would suggest. Problems in manufacturing mean many of the bulbs don’t deliver on their performance promises. Limitations in the technology mean the bulbs are poorly suited for many common household uses. They could even be dangerous: Since the bulbs take up to a minute or more to reach full brightness, they could pose a tripping hazard and lead to injuries. And perhaps worst of all, the bulbs contain dangerous chemicals and are supposed to be disposed of only at special centers, not in regular household trash–a practice many consumers are ignoring, and which could more than offset any environmental benefit if people have to drive long distances to bring the burnt-out bulbs where they can be safely disposed of.

There’s more information in the full Times article, which can be read here. (Free registration may be required.)