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  • As opposed to an actual police officer

    February 8, 2013
    media

    I was reading an entertaining police e-novel, The Cozen Protocol, written by a pseudonymous author who is believed to be a former Milwaukee police officer.

    At the same time, a friend of mine mentioned on Facebook that he was watching a John Wayne movie. My friend is a huge John Wayne fan.

    Wayne portrayed a lot of cowboys and a lot of military officers. (Plus, regrettably, Genghis Khan.) He portrayed two cops in back-to-back movies, “McQ” and “Brannigan.”

    Indeed, it’s easy to confuse the two. Both have ’70s-cool soundtracks …

    … car chases during the movie …

    … and car chases at the end of the movie:

    “McQ” is the darker of the two, with the Seattle police lieutenant battling corrupt cops. Chicago’s detective Brannigan is sent to London t0 pick up a gangster for extradition, only said gangster gets away just before Brannigan arrives. (Otherwise it would have been a really short movie.)

    Then again, both movies could be said to have been inspired by two previous movies both set in San Francisco, “Bullitt” and “Dirty Harry,” which have cool themes by the great Lalo Schifrin …

    … and, well, one of them has a car chase …

    … while the other has a human chase that concludes with …

    Both Bullitt and Callahan were inspired by a real-life San Francisco police inspector, David Toschi, the lead investigator of San Francisco’s never-solved Zodiac murders.

    Wayne reportedly turned down the Dirty Harry role. (Which, had he taken it, probably would have ended the series after three movies, since Wayne died before “Sudden Impact” and “The Dead Pool.”) Before him, Frank Sinatra reportedly turned down “Bullitt.” In each case, it’s impossible to imagine someone other than Steve McQueen as Bullitt or Clint Eastwood as Bullitt’s SFPD colleague Harry Callahan.

    The ’60s and ’70s were the zenith of cop movies (related, as you know, to cop TV), particularly movies about maverick cops. I wrote earlier about my formula for TV viewing: Cool car + cool theme music = something I’d watch. That applies to movies too.

    Of course, each of these movies takes extensive liberties with police work. “Bullitt,” which painstakingly goes into detail of the investigation of a murder, nonetheless clashes with a politician by hiding his star witness-turned-corpse. Dirty Harry thinks Miranda is a dancer who wore fruit baskets on her head. McQ borrows a machine gun, and Brannigan accidentally tries to destroy London in the process of finding the fugitive gangster.

    If you look at Dirty Harry as the five-movie series, the other thing each has in common is, well, eye candy for the male audience, beginning with Bullitt’s girlfriend, played by Jacqueline Bisset (whose character is 10 to 15 years younger than Bullitt, but who cares?):

    Dirty Harry was a widower, but Eastwood had then-real-life girlfriend Sondra Locke in “Sudden Impact”:

    McQ had Diana Muldaur (who later became the girlfriend of Taos, N.M., Marshal Sam McCloud when McCloud ended up in New York City). Brannigan was escorted around London by Judy Geeson.

    TV Tropes would suggest that there are four kinds of police officers in TV or film:

    • The By-the-Book Cop, “the older (and usually whiter) cop, who believes in following the law as it is written, playing by the rules even when the criminal scum they’re after does not. A stickler for procedure, the BTBC is quick to chide their rookie partner for playing fast and loose out in the streets, and when they’re Da Chief, you’ll see them constantly threaten to suspend the loose cannon for their impulsive heat-of-the-moment shoot-first-ask-questions-later behavior. If they deem that the situation warrants it, they may bend the rules slightly, but they’ll never go so far as to break them; they are, after all, honest and incorruptible.”
    • The Cowboy Cop: “Sure, our society may be built upon rules and procedures, but they make for bad television. Sometimes you have to bend the rules, rough up the suspects, moon your supervisors and shred the Constitution to get stuff done.”
    • The Dirty Cop: “Brutal, fascist, and often on the take from the local mob, this cop makes most criminals and prisoners look like…well, saints.”
    • The Rabid Cop, who “might be casually dirty, or overbearingly self-righteous, or anywhere in between, but they all have two things in common: a reckless disregard for civil rights, and an unwavering conviction that any person they’ve identified as “the perp” really is a perp (regardless of any contradicting evidence) and deserves to suffer. Rules and trials are for the PERMISSIVE LIBERAL ASS-WIPES! In a Good Cop/Bad Cop routine, they usually take the “Bad Cop” ball and run clear out of the stadium with it. Likely to enjoy using Torture for Fun and Information.”

    Put two of these together (even of the same type), and you get the Buddy Cop Show.

    You might conclude from what you’ve read that movies and TV shows that depict police are less than realistic. But there is a TV series in another country just waiting for some American producer to make. Lowbrow? Probably. Destined to be hugely successful? Undoubtedly.

    Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to present …

    … “Alarm für  Cobra 11 — Die Autobahnpolizei,” which “combines the dead-serious tone and high production values of the CSI: Crime Scene Investigation franchise with car stunts worthy of Michael Bay or The Dukes of Hazzard. Nearly every episode has at least two or three frenzied chase sequences and at least one multi-car pileup. … Think about it. A petrol-exploding, collaterally-damaging, bullet-spurting take on the legendary hardcore profession of… writing traffic tickets.”

    So? you ask. Here’s the thing: This series has been on German TV since 1996.

     

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  • Presty the DJ for Feb. 8

    February 8, 2013
    Music

    The number one album today in 1969 was the soundtrack to NBC-TV’s “TCB,” a special with Diana Ross and the Supremes and the Temptations:

    The number one album today in 1975 was Bob Dylan’s “Blood on the Tracks”:

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  • The racist history of gun control

    February 7, 2013
    Culture, History, US politics

    National Rifle Association president David Keene has a surprising statement for those who do not know American history:

    “You know, when you go back in our history … the initial wave of [gun-control laws] was instituted after the Civil War to deny blacks the ability to defend themselves,” Keene said.

    “It’s the reason, for example, that Condoleezza Rice says, as far as the Second Amendment is concerned, ‘I’m an absolutist.’ Because she remembers her house being surrounded by neighbors with firearms to protect them from a white mob back during the worst days of the civil rights struggle.” …

    Gun-rights advocate Kira Davis echoed Keene’s claim in a December YouTube video, saying gun ownership is a “powerful” right that was initially denied to freed slaves by tyrannical whites.

    “Guns are tools,” Keene continued. “Guns are something that can be used for good or for ill. It’s our contention in this country that history shows that in most instances, guns are used for good — to protect people and families.”

    Those same people ignorant of history do not know that the groups who went through the South to get blacks the right to vote that the U.S. Constitution guaranteed them were usually armed. They had to be. The Ku Klux Klan was armed, after all.

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  • Coming to websites near you

    February 7, 2013
    media, Wisconsin politics

    I will be on Wisconsin Public Radio’s Joy Cardin program Friday doing the 8 a.m. Week in Review segment. (Prerecorded Steve will also be on at 9 p.m.)

    Wisconsin Public Radio’s Ideas Network can be heard on WHA (970 AM) in Madison, WLBL (930 AM) in Auburndale, WHID (88.1 FM) in Green Bay, WHWC (88.3 FM) in Menomonie, WRFW (88.7 FM) in River Falls, WEPS (88.9 FM) in Elgin, Ill., WHAA (89.1 FM) in Adams, WHBM (90.3 FM) in Park Falls, WHLA (90.3 FM) in La Crosse, WRST (90.3 FM) in Oshkosh, WHAD (90.7 FM) in Delafield, W215AQ (90.9 FM) in Middleton, KUWS (91.3 FM) in Superior, WHHI (91.3 FM) in Highland, WSHS (91.7 FM) in Sheboygan, WHDI (91.9 FM) in Sister Bay, WLBL (91.9 FM) in Wausau, W275AF (102.9 FM) in Ashland, W300BM (107.9 FM) in Madison, and of course online at www.wpr.org.

    Before that, you can go to the new Right Wisconsin website and read my explanation of how Wisconsin is a conservative state, in a nonpolitical sense, and how that affects conservative political efforts.

    You might find another post of mine at Right Wisconsin soon. Or not.

     

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  • Presty the DJ for Feb. 7

    February 7, 2013
    Music

    Today in 1969, Jim Morrison of the Doors was arrested for drunk driving and driving without a license in Los Angeles:

    The number one British album today in 1970 was “Led Zeppelin II”:

    The number one single today in 1970:

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  • Energy is energy

    February 6, 2013
    US business, US politics

    You’ve heard the law school phrase, “Good cases make bad law.”

    Might Sunday’s Superdome blackout during Super Bowl XLVII make good law? (Assuming there is such a thing, that is.) From The Hill:

    The Super Bowl power outage could fuel interest in energy policy debates that have been on Capitol Hill’s back burner in recent years, a top lawmaker said.

    “I think it helps to perhaps kick-start the debate,” said Sen. Lisa Murkowski (R-Alaska), the ranking Republican on the Senate Energy and Natural Resources Committee.

    “I think it raises an awareness. Unfortunately for us, most of us take energy for granted. It’s just always there,” Murkowski told reporters on Monday morning, moments after she unveiled a sweeping energy policy blueprint. …

    “We have got this immaculate conception theory of energy. It just happens. The lights turn on, it’s the temperature we want, until it’s not, until it becomes inconvenient, it interrupts our game, it interrupts what we are doing, and then all of a sudden it is like, ‘well wait a minute, what it going on here, where do we get this stuff from, how could it not be there and be reliable,’” the Alaska Republican said. …

    Her plan — which she hopes will inform a series of bills — touches on everything from electricity policy to oil-and-gas production to biofuels and more.

    Its many recommendations for the electric power sector include reexamining regulations that Republicans allege will constrain coal-fired power generation.

    The plan also includes calls to boost information-sharing to thwart cyberattacks against energy infrastructure and toughening criminal statutes for cyber crimes; various proposals to bolster transmission infrastructure; support for biomass-fired power, hydropower and development of small modular nuclear reactors, and many other proposals.

    “We should aim to use energy more wisely, but that is not a substitute for production, or for measures that will increase the reliability of our systems and supply,” Murkowski said in a speech Monday morning to a conference of state electricity regulators.

    Energy is required to power the economy. The idea that you will grow the economy and use less total energy is simply false. (No society in the history of mankind has ever downsized itself to prosperity.) Using less energy to save yourself money should be sufficient incentive to use less energy, not some sort of government stick (car fuel economy standards).

    The best way to achieve energy security, however you define that, is to be able to generate energy from as many different sources as possible. That kind of strategy insulates you from price shocks in, for instance, gasoline, fuel oil, or natural gas. Those prices are set worldwide, but increasing domestic oil production makes the U.S. less subject to the whims of OPEC, particularly if, in the “Arab spring,” OPEC governments unfriendly to the U.S. are replaced by governments even more unfriendly to the U.S.

    Many conservatives are reflexively opposed to “green energy.” I am not one of them, but I do not believe “green” energy is superior to other forms of energy. I’m not necessarily opposed to the tax breaks the green energy has been getting because I am opposed to taxing business. I am opposed to penalizing other forms of energy to promote green energy, however. (The Obama administration’s weak-dollar policy has the side effect, unintended or not, of driving up gas prices.)

    The more sources of energy we have — coal, natural gas, nuclear, solar, hydroelectric, wind, geothermal, biomass — the better off we are.

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  • Presty the DJ for Feb. 6

    February 6, 2013
    Music

    The number one British album today in 1965 was “The Rolling Stones No.  2”:

    The number one single on both sides of the Atlantic today in 1965:

    The number one single today in 1982 …

    … from the number one album, the J. Geils Band’s “Freeze Frame”:

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  • R.I.P., Mayor Koch

    February 5, 2013
    US politics

    One of my favorite Democrats, and certainly one of this era’s most entertaining politicians, died Friday (from the New York Times):

    Edward I. Koch, the master showman of City Hall, who parlayed shrewd political instincts and plenty of chutzpah into three tumultuous terms as New York’s mayor with all the tenacity, zest and combativeness that personified his city of golden dreams, died Friday. He was 88.

    The Times cannot lower itself to really praise his three terms as mayor, despite his obvious accomplishments …

    Most important, he is credited with leading the city government back from near bankruptcy in the 1970s to prosperity in the 1980s. He also began one of the city’s most ambitious housing programs, which continued after he left office and eventually built or rehabilitated more than 200,000 housing units, revitalizing once-forlorn neighborhoods.

    Politically, Mr. Koch’s move to the right of center was seen as a betrayal by some old liberal friends, but it gained him the middle class and three terms in City Hall. He was also the harbinger of a transformation in the way mayors are elected in New York, with candidates relying less on the old coalition of labor unions, minority leaders and Democratic clubhouses and more on heavy campaign spending and television to make direct appeals to a more independent-minded electorate. …

    Confronted with the deficits and the constraints of the city’s brush with bankruptcy in 1975, he held down spending, subdued the municipal unions, restored the city’s creditworthiness, revived a moribund capital budget, began work on long-neglected bridges and streets, cut antipoverty programs and tried to reduce the friction between Manhattan and the more tradition-minded other boroughs.

    Re-elected in 1981 with 75 percent of the vote — he became the first mayor in the city’s history to get both the Democratic and the Republican nominations — Mr. Koch markedly improved the city’s finances in his second term. Helped by a surging local economy, state aid and rising tax revenues, the city government, with a $500 million surplus, rehired workers and restored many municipal services. He also made plans for major housing programs, improvements in education and efforts to reduce welfare dependency.

    … because of corruption scandals he wasn’t directly involved in, and, apparently, because the microscopic distance between his brain and his mouth caused hurt feelings:

    He had always been frank, leaving himself open to charges of callousness. At various times he skewered and provoked the wrath of Jews and gentiles, business and union leaders, blacks and whites, feminists and male chauvinists. He vilified his Tammany foes as “crooks” and “moral lepers,” good-government panels as “elitists,” black and Hispanic leaders as “poverty pimps,” neighborhood protesters as “crazies” and [Bella] Abzug as “wacko.”

    He was never a man of deep intellect or great vision, students of government and even his associates conceded. But, they said, he was more complex than his blurted assessments and gratuitous insults implied. Critics said he could be petty, self-righteous and a bully when his ideas or policies were attacked.

    But associates and admirers, pressed to explain how the mayor could be so popular while reducing city services and apparently alienating so many groups, insisted that Mr. Koch had extraordinary political instincts and theatrical flair, and that his candor only reflected what many New Yorkers had long thought themselves.

    It was one thing for a politician to offer excuses for litter, crime and poor transit service, as so many did. But it was another to say, as Mr. Koch did, “It stinks.” Over time, many New Yorkers, especially the middle class, came to accept, and relish, his puckish candor.

    The New York Post has much nicer things to say about Koch:

    The iconic New Yorker’s accomplishments were legion:

    * He was the only person ever to run for a fourth term as New York City mayor — though he lost a primary to David Dinkins.

    * He piloted the city through an era of fiscal crisis and managed to put New York back on sound financial footing.

    * He was a staunch supporter of the NYPD at a time of rampant violent crime.

    * He also helped reaffirm the Big Apple’s status as what he called “the capital of the world.”

    There apparently was never a dull moment with Koch:

    During his first term, he was dedicating a new shopping center in Brooklyn when a member of the crowd shouted, “We want John Lindsay!”

    Koch had endorsed Lindsay for mayor 1965 — another treasonous act to some of his allies — but had come to believe Lindsay had been a disaster at City Hall.

    “Everybody who wants Lindsay back, raise your hand,” he told the audience.

    When a few did, he shouted, “Dummies!” The rest of the crowd roared its approval. …

    Even political foes recognized Koch’s proudest moment — when he cheered on New Yorkers who were struggling during the crippling subway- and bus-worker strike in 1980. …

    [Abe] Brezenoff, who served in all 12 years of the Koch administration, recalled yesterday how in later years, the former mayor would meet passers-by who would say, “We miss you. We want you back.”

    “No, you don’t. You voted me out,” Koch replied. “And now you must be punished.”

    “I was with him when he did that on several occasions,” Brezenoff said. “And he was only partly joking.”

    Journalists with any brains seek out politicians who are quote machines, and Koch certainly was:

    —”I’m not the type to get ulcers. I give them.”

    —”You punch me, I punch back. I do not believe it’s good for one’s self-respect to be a punching bag.”

    —”If you agree with me on 9 out of 12 issues, vote for me. If you agree with me on 12 out of 12 issues, see a psychiatrist.” …

    —”If they want a parade, let them parade in front of the oil drums in Moonachie.” After the New York Giants, who play in New Jersey, asked for a permit to hold a parade in the city after winning the Super Bowl in 1987.

    John Podhoretz writes that Koch did something that today’s Democrats, both nationally and in this state, desperately need:

    The legacy of Ed Koch is all around us — and by “us” I don’t mean just us New Yorkers, though we remain today the chief beneficiaries of the remarkable and remarkably dramatic mayoralty over which he presided from 1978 until 1990.

    By “us,” I mean Americans — because Koch played a role in snapping Democrats and liberals out of the political madness into which they were fast descending when he was elected mayor in 1977.

    A onetime lion of the left, Koch didn’t let ideology blind him to the very real consequences of the very bad ideas that had gripped his party and his movement. When he saw an idea that was (one of his favorite words) “nuts,” he said it was “nuts,” no matter its partisan derivation or ideological coloration. He was, he said, a “liberal with sanity,” and he came along to show liberals a better way.

    This was no small thing, for the liberalism of the ’70s and ’80s had become profoundly irresponsible. In a city that was drowning in crime, the liberal elite sympathized far more with the rights of criminals than with the victims of crime.

    Koch made no excuses. “It stinks,” he said of soaring crime, and horrified his former Village supporters with his support for the death penalty.

    An ideological distaste for capitalism manifested itself in regulatory hostility — it was just too expensive for private businesses to do business in the city, and they were fleeing in droves when he took over.

    Koch understood that he needed to do what he could to convince the city’s business class that he viewed the private economy as the city’s lifeblood, not as a bunch of vampires. …

    Then there was the madness of social disorder, best exemplified by the deranged ideas in liberal circles about homelessness. This disastrous phenomenon was viewed as the result of evil Ronald Reagan social policies, not as the result of the wholesale emptying-out of psychiatric institutions and jails.

    Koch stood athwart famed liberal institutions that hotly defended the rights of people to live in the city’s streets, even though they were a clear danger to themselves and others and the most visible mark of a society no longer able to maintain any kind of civil order. …

    Thanks to the prominence granted him by his position as mayor of the nation’s largest city, and to his undeniable star power, Koch’s successes as a liberal with sanity provided a blueprint of sorts for Democrats seeking to lead their party out of the Reaganite wilderness. By which I mean: No Ed Koch, no Bill Clinton.

    At his best, he conveyed his infectious delight with the best that this city and this country could be, and did what he could to get them both there. He was an agent of change for New York, and for the Democratic Party and for the United States.

    The last tribute goes to Michael Goodwin, who covered Koch for three New York newspapers and wrote an unauthorized biography of him:

    He rescued the city from financial ruin — everybody knows that — but he did something else that, in the long run, was more important. By force of personality, he saved the city from the corrosive fear that a broke and battered Gotham would never come back and wasn’t even worth the effort.

    As the late Sen. Daniel Patrick Moynihan told me in a 1984 interview, “History will record Koch as having given back New York City its morale. And that is a massive achievement.”

    Indeed it was, and the dense, thriving, cosmopolitan New York that exists today wouldn’t have been possible without Koch. His determined leadership laid the foundation for the success of his successors.

    My own relationship with Koch spanned 30 years, not all of them smooth, but we ended as allies and friends. …

    The film about him, in which I offer my thoughts on his tenure, recalls the troubled, chaotic city he inherited with his improbable election in 1977. It also captures the larger-than-life personality he used to turn politics into theater.

    I confess that I didn’t always enjoy that aspect of him. As the City Hall bureau chief for The New York Times during Koch’s second term, it was my job to be skeptical about his claims and motives.

    We had our battles, but he never complained to my bosses. When he had a problem with something I wrote, he would tell me directly. He once snapped at me in public, then summoned me to his office to apologize. “I was hungry, and I get cranky when I’m hungry,” he said flatly. We laughed, and that was that. He was a gracious host to my young son and my father.

    Whatever our disagreements, he was a mensch.

    He was also amazingly accessible. Although he had daily press conferences, some in his private office, reporters could also get exclusive interviews. If you asked, you invariably found yourself ushered into his office, free to ask anything.

    He created a remarkable familiarity largely gone from politics. Mayors now are so scripted and generally hostile to the press that they dole out private face time like it’s gold. It is their loss as much as the public’s.

    The result of my time covering City Hall was “I, Koch,” a book that my co-authors and I subtitled a “decidedly unauthorized biography.” The cover illustration of the mayor in a Roman toga, with the Brooklyn Bridge and the Twin Towers behind him, captured our view.

    Understandably, years of estranged silence ensued. I went off to write about other things, and he got embroiled in the huge scandal that marred much of his final term.

    But contacts, inadvertent at first, began to resume, and I became his editor at another newspaper where he wrote a weekly column. In 2004, I was invited by his inner circle to help organize an exhibit on his mayoralty at the Museum of the City of New York and edit a catalogue of essays titled “New York Comes Back.”

    By that time, our conservative-leaning politics were simpatico and we swapped ideas over the phone and occasional lunches. Everything was always on the record and we discussed writing a book together. In a call not long ago, he told me, “You’re doing God’s work.” When I demurred, he said, “I mean it.”

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  • Presty the DJ for Feb. 5

    February 5, 2013
    Music

    The number one single today in 1966:

    The number one single today in 1983:

    Today in 2006, the Rolling Stones played during the halftime of the Super Bowl:

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  • An anniversary to not celebrate

    February 4, 2013
    US politics

    One hundred years ago yesterday, the federal income tax was legalized by Delaware’s ratifying the 16th Amendment to the U.S. Constitution.

    Daniel J. Mitchell points out the consequences thereof:

    The most obvious lesson is that politicians can’t be trusted with additional powers. The first income tax had a top tax rate of just 7 percent and the entire tax code was 400 pages long. Now we have a top tax rate of 39.6 percent (even higher if you include additional levies for Medicare and Obamacare) and the tax code has become a 72,000-page monstrosity.

    But the main lesson I want to discuss today is that giving politicians a new source of money inevitably leads to much higher spending.

    Here’s a chart, based on data from the Office of Management and Budget, showing the burden of federal spending since 1789.

    Since OMB only provides aggregate spending data for the 1789-1849 and 1850-190 periods, which would mean completely flat lines on my chart, I took some wild guesses about how much was spent during the War of 1812 and the Civil War in order to make the chart look a bit more realistic.

    But that’s not very important. What I want people to notice is that we enjoyed a very tiny federal government for much of our nation’s history. Federal spending would jump during wars, but then it would quickly shrink back to a very modest level – averaging at most 3 percent of economic output.

    Federal Spending 1789-2012

    So what’s the lesson to learn from this data? Well, you’ll notice that the normal pattern of government shrinking back to its proper size after a war came to an end once the income tax was adopted.

    In the pre-income tax days, the federal government had to rely on tariffs and excise taxes, and those revenues were incapable of generating much revenue for the government, both because of political resistance (tariffs were quite unpopular in agricultural states) and Laffer Curve reasons (high tariffs and excise taxes led to smuggling and noncompliance).

    But once the politicians had a new source of revenue, they couldn’t resist the temptation to grab more money. And then we got a ratchet effect, with government growing during wartime, but then never shrinking back to its pre-war level once hostilities ended (Robert Higgs wrote a book about this unfortunate phenomenon). …

    Here’s a chart I prepared for a study published when I was at the Heritage Foundation. You’ll notice from 1960-1970 that the overall burden of government spending in Europe was not that different than it was in the United States.

    That’s about the time, however, that the European governments began to impose value-added taxes.

    The rest, as they say, is history.

    VAT and Govt Spending in EU

    I’m not claiming, by the way, that the VAT is the only reason why the burden of government spending expanded in Europe. The Europeans also impose harsher payroll taxes and higher energy taxes. And their income taxes tend to be much more onerous for middle-income households.

    But I am arguing that the VAT helped enable bigger government in Europe, just like the income tax decades earlier also enabled bigger government in both Europe and the United States.

    So ask yourself a simple question: If we allow politicians in Washington to impose a VAT on top of the income tax, do you think they’ll use the money to expand the size and scope of government?

    A comment on Mitchell’s blog makes an even more interesting point:

    Blame the income tax on the prohibitionists. Previously, alcohol taxes were the largest domestic tax and the second largest overall source of federal revenue. The income tax was a necessary prerequisite to Prohibition.

    And we all know how well Prohibition went.

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Steve Prestegard.com: The Presteblog

The thoughts of a journalist/libertarian–conservative/Christian husband, father, Eagle Scout and aficionado of obscure rock music. Thoughts herein are only the author’s and not necessarily the opinions of his family, friends, neighbors, church members or past, present or future employers.

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    • Adventures in ruralu0026nbsp;inkBack in June 2009, I was driving somewhere through a rural area. And for some reason, I had a flashback to two experiences in my career about that time of year many years ago. In 1988, eight days after graduating from the University of Wisconsin, I started work at the Grant County Herald Independent in Lancaster as a — well, the — reporter. Four years after that, on my 27th birthday, I purchased, with a business partner, the Tri-County Press in Cuba City, my first business venture. Both were experiences about which Wisconsin author Michael Perry might write. I thought about all this after reading a novel, The Deadline, written by a former newspaper editor and publisher. (Now who would write a novel about a weekly newspaper?) As a former newspaper owner, I picked at some of it — why finance a newspaper purchase through the bank if the seller is willing to finance it? Because the mean bank lender is a plot point! — and it is much more interesting than reality, but it is very well written, with a nicely twisting plot, and quite entertaining, again more so than reality. There is something about that first job out of college that makes you remember it perhaps more…
    • Adventures in radioI’ve been in the full-time work world half my life. For that same amount of time I’ve been broadcasting sports as a side interest, something I had wanted to since I started listening to games on radio and watching on TV, and then actually attending games. If you ask someone who’s worked in radio for some time about the late ’70s TV series “WKRP in Cincinnati,” most of them will tell you that, if anything, the series understated how wacky working in radio can be. Perhaps the funniest episode in the history of TV is the “WKRP” episode, based on a true story, about the fictional radio station’s Thanksgiving promotion — throwing live turkeys out of a helicopter under the mistaken belief that, in the words of WKRP owner Arthur Carlson, “As God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly.” [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ST01bZJPuE0] I’ve never been involved in anything like that. I have announced games from the roofs of press boxes (once on a nice day, and once in 50-mph winds), from a Mississippi River bluff (more on that later), and from the front row of the second balcony of the University of Wisconsin Fieldhouse (great view, but not a place to go if…
    • “Good morning/afternoon/evening, ________ fans …”
    • My biggest storyEarlier this week, while looking for something else, I came upon some of my own work. (I’m going to write a blog someday called “Things I Found While Looking for Something Else.” This is not that blog.) The Grant County Sheriff’s Department, in the county where I used to live, has a tribute page to the two officers in county history who died in the line of duty. One is William Loud, a deputy marshal in Cassville, shot to death by two bank robbers in 1912. The other is Tom Reuter, a Grant County deputy sheriff who was shot to death at the end of his 4 p.m.-to-midnight shift March 18, 1990. Gregory Coulthard, then a 19-year-old farmhand, was convicted of first-degree intentional homicide and is serving a life sentence, with his first eligibility for parole on March 18, 2015, just 3½ years from now. I’ve written a lot over the years. I think this, from my first two years in the full-time journalism world, will go down as the story I remember the most. For journalists, big stories contain a paradox, which was pointed out in CBS-TV’s interview of Andy Rooney on his last “60 Minutes” Sunday. Morley Safer said something along the line…
  • Food and drink
    • The Roesch/Prestegard familyu0026nbsp;cookbookFrom the family cookbook(s) All the families I’m associated with love to eat, so it’s a good thing we enjoy cooking. The first out-of-my-house food memory I have is of my grandmother’s cooking for Christmas or other family occasions. According to my mother, my grandmother had a baked beans recipe that she would make for my mother. Unfortunately, the recipe seems to have  disappeared. Also unfortunately, my early days as a picky, though voluminous, eater meant I missed a lot of those recipes made from such wholesome ingredients as lard and meat fat. I particularly remember a couple of meals that involve my family. The day of Super Bowl XXXI, my parents, my brother, my aunt and uncle and a group of their friends got together to share lots of food and cheer on the Packers to their first NFL title in 29 years. (After which Jannan and I drove to Lambeau Field in the snow,  but that’s another story.) Then, on Dec. 31, 1999, my parents, my brother, my aunt and uncle and Jannan and I (along with Michael in utero) had a one-course-per-hour meal to appropriately end years beginning with the number 1. Unfortunately I can’t remember what we…
    • SkålI was the editor of Marketplace Magazine for 10 years. If I had to point to one thing that demonstrates improved quality of life since I came to Northeast Wisconsin in 1994, it would be … … the growth of breweries and  wineries in Northeast Wisconsin. The former of those two facts makes sense, given our heritage as a brewing state. The latter is less self-evident, since no one thinks of Wisconsin as having a good grape-growing climate. Some snobs claim that apple or cherry wines aren’t really wines at all. But one of the great facets of free enterprise is the opportunity to make your own choice of what food and drink to drink. (At least for now, though some wish to restrict our food and drink choices.) Wisconsin’s historically predominant ethnic group (and our family’s) is German. Our German ancestors did unfortunately bring large government and high taxes with them, but they also brought beer. Europeans brought wine with them, since they came from countries with poor-quality drinking water. Within 50 years of a wave of mid-19th-century German immigration, brewing had become the fifth largest industry in the U.S., according to Maureen Ogle, author of Ambitious Brew: The Story of American Beer. Beer and wine have…
  • Wheels
    • America’s sports carMy birthday in June dawned without a Chevrolet Corvette in front of my house. (The Corvette at the top of the page was featured at the 2007 Greater Milwaukee Auto Show. The copilot is my oldest son, Michael.) Which isn’t surprising. I have three young children, and I have a house with a one-car garage. (Then again, this would be more practical, though a blatant pluck-your-eyes-out violation of the Corvette ethos. Of course, so was this.) The reality is that I’m likely to be able to own a Corvette only if I get a visit from the Corvette Fairy, whose office is next door to the Easter Bunny. (I hope this isn’t foreshadowing: When I interviewed Dave Richter of Valley Corvette for a car enthusiast story in the late great Marketplace Magazine, he said that the most popular Corvette in most fans’ minds was a Corvette built during their days in high school. This would be a problem for me in that I graduated from high school in 1983, when no Corvette was built.) The Corvette is one of those cars whose existence may be difficult to understand within General Motors Corp. The Corvette is what is known as a “halo car,” a car that drives people into showrooms, even if…
    • Barges on fouru0026nbsp;wheelsI originally wrote this in September 2008.  At the Fox Cities Business Expo Tuesday, a Smart car was displayed at the United Way Fox Cities booth. I reported that I once owned a car into which trunk, I believe, the Smart could be placed, with the trunk lid shut. This is said car — a 1975 Chevrolet Caprice coupe (ours was dark red), whose doors are, I believe, longer than the entire Smart. The Caprice, built down Interstate 90 from us Madisonians in Janesville (a neighbor of ours who worked at the plant probably helped put it together) was the flagship of Chevy’s full-size fleet (which included the stripper Bel Air and middle-of-the-road Impala), featuring popular-for-the-time vinyl roofs, better sound insulation, an upgraded cloth interior, rear fender skirts and fancy Caprice badges. The Caprice was 18 feet 1 inch long and weighed 4,300 pounds. For comparison: The midsize Chevrolet of the ear was the Malibu, which was the same approximate size as the Caprice after its 1977 downsizing. The compact Chevrolet of the era was the Nova, which was 200 inches long — four inches longer than a current Cadillac STS. Wikipedia’s entry on the Caprice has this amusing sentence: “As fuel economy became a bigger priority among Americans…
    • Behind the wheel
    • Collecting only dust or rust
    • Coooooooooooupe!
    • Corvettes on the screen
    • The garage of misfit cars
    • 100 years (and one day) of our Chevrolets
    • They built Excitement, sort of, once in a while
    • A wagon by any otheru0026nbsp;nameFirst written in 2008. You will see more don’t-call-them-station-wagons as you drive today. Readers around my age have probably had some experience with a vehicle increasingly rare on the road — the station wagon. If you were a Boy Scout or Girl Scout, or were a member of some kind of youth athletic team, or had a large dog, or had relatives approximately your age, or had friends who needed to be transported somewhere, or had parents who occasionally had to haul (either in the back or in a trailer) more than what could be fit inside a car trunk, you (or, actually, your parents) were the target demographic for the station wagon. “Station wagons came to be like covered wagons — so much family activity happened in those cars,” said Tim Cleary, president of the American Station Wagon Owners Association, in Country Living magazine. Wagons “were used for everything from daily runs to the grocery store to long summer driving trips, and while many men and women might have wanted a fancier or sportier car, a station wagon was something they knew they needed for the family.” The “station wagon” originally was a vehicle with a covered seating area to take people between train stations…
    • Wheels on theu0026nbsp;screenBetween my former and current blogs, I wrote a lot about automobiles and TV and movies. Think of this post as killing two birds (Thunderbirds? Firebirds? Skylarks?) with one stone. Most movies and TV series view cars the same way most people view cars — as A-to-B transportation. (That’s not counting the movies or series where the car is the plot, like the haunted “Christine” or “Knight Rider” or the “Back to the Future” movies.) The philosophy here, of course, is that cars are not merely A-to-B transportation. Which disqualifies most police shows from what you’re about to read, even though I’ve watched more police video than anything else, because police cars are plain Jane vehicles. The highlight in a sense is in the beginning: The car chase in my favorite movie, “Bullitt,” featuring Steve McQueen’s 1968 Ford Mustang against the bad guys’ 1968 Dodge Charger: [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GMc2RdFuOxIu0026amp;fmt=18] One year before that (but I didn’t see this until we got Telemundo on cable a couple of years ago) was a movie called “Operación 67,” featuring (I kid you not) a masked professional wrestler, his unmasked sidekick, and some sort of secret agent plot. (Since I don’t know Spanish and it’s not…
    • While riding in my Cadillac …
  • Entertainments
    • Brass rocksThose who read my former blog last year at this time, or have read this blog over the past months, know that I am a big fan of the rock group Chicago. (Back when they were a rock group and not a singer of sappy ballads, that is.) Since rock music began from elements of country music, jazz and the blues, brass rock would seem a natural subgenre of rock music. A lot of ’50s musical acts had saxophone players, and some played with full orchestras … [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9CPS-WuUKUE] … but it wasn’t until the more-or-less simultaneous appearances of Chicago and Blood Sweat u0026amp; Tears on the musical scene (both groups formed in 1967, both had their first charting singles in 1969, and they had the same producer) that the usual guitar/bass/keyboard/drum grouping was augmented by one or more trumpets, a sax player and a trombone player. While Chicago is my favorite group (but you knew that already), the first brass rock song I remember hearing was BSu0026amp;T’s “Spinning Wheel” — not in its original form, but on “Sesame Street,” accompanied by, yes, a giant spinning wheel. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qi9sLkyhhlE] [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OxWSOuNsN20] [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U9U34uPjz-g] I remember liking Chicago’s “Just You ‘n Me” when it was released as a single, and…
    • Drive and Eat au0026nbsp;RockThe first UW home football game of each season also is the opener for the University of Wisconsin Marching Band, the world’s finest college marching band. (How the UW Band has not gotten the Sudler Trophy, which is to honor the country’s premier college marching bands, is beyond my comprehension.) I know this because I am an alumnus of the UW Band. I played five years (in the last rank of the band, Rank 25, motto: “Where Men Are Tall and Run-On Is Short”), marching in 39 football games at Camp Randall Stadium, the Hubert H. Humphrey Metrodome in Minneapolis, Michigan Stadium in Ann Arbor, Memorial Stadium at the University of Illinois (worst artificial turf I had ever seen), the University of Nevada–Las Vegas’ Sam Boyd Silver Bowl, the former Dyche Stadium at Northwestern University, five high school fields and, in my one bowl game, Legion Field in Birmingham, Ala., site of the 1984 Hall of Fame Bowl. The UW Band was, without question, the most memorable experience of my college days, and one of the most meaningful experiences of my lifetime. It was the most physical experience of my lifetime, to be sure. Fifteen minutes into my first Registration…
    • Keep on rockin’ in the freeu0026nbsp;worldOne of my first ambitions in communications was to be a radio disc jockey, and to possibly reach the level of the greats I used to listen to from WLS radio in Chicago, which used to be one of the great 50,000-watt AM rock stations of the country, back when they still existed. (Those who are aficionados of that time in music and radio history enjoyed a trip to that wayback machine when WLS a Memorial Day Big 89 Rewind, excerpts of which can be found on their Web site.) My vision was to be WLS’ afternoon DJ, playing the best in rock music between 2 and 6, which meant I wouldn’t have to get up before the crack of dawn to do the morning show, yet have my nights free to do whatever glamorous things big-city DJs did. Then I learned about the realities of radio — low pay, long hours, zero job security — and though I have dabbled in radio sports, I’ve pretty much cured myself of the idea of working in radio, even if, to quote WAPL’s Len Nelson, “You come to work every day just like everybody else does, but we’re playing rock ’n’ roll songs, we’re cuttin’ up.…
    • Monday on the flight line, not Saturday in the park
    • Music to drive by
    • The rock ofu0026nbsp;WisconsinWikipedia begins its item “Music of Wisconsin” thusly: Wisconsin was settled largely by European immigrants in the late 19th century. This immigration led to the popularization of galops, schottisches, waltzes, and, especially, polkas. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yl7wCczgNUc] So when I first sought to write a blog piece about rock musicians from Wisconsin, that seemed like a forlorn venture. Turned out it wasn’t, because when I first wrote about rock musicians from Wisconsin, so many of them that I hadn’t mentioned came up in the first few days that I had to write a second blog entry fixing the omissions of the first. This list is about rock music, so it will not include, for instance, Milwaukee native and Ripon College graduate Al Jarreau, who in addition to having recorded a boatload of music for the jazz and adult contemporary/easy listening fan, also recorded the theme music for the ’80s TV series “Moonlighting.” Nor will it include Milwaukee native Eric Benet, who was for a while known more for his former wife, Halle Berry, than for his music, which includes four number one singles on the Ru0026amp;B charts, “Spend My Life with You” with Tamia, “Hurricane,” “Pretty Baby” and “You’re the Only One.” Nor will it include Wisconsin’s sizable contributions to big…
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    • The worst music of allu0026nbsp;timeThe rock group Jefferson Airplane titled its first greatest-hits compilation “The Worst of Jefferson Airplane.” Rolling Stone magazine was not being ironic when it polled its readers to decide the 10 worst songs of the 1990s. I’m not sure I agree with all of Rolling Stone’s list, but that shouldn’t be surprising; such lists are meant for debate, after all. To determine the “worst,” songs appropriate for the “Vinyl from Hell” segment that used to be on a Madison FM rock station, requires some criteria, which does not include mere overexposure (for instance, “Macarena,” the video of which I find amusing since it looks like two bankers are singing it). Before we go on: Blog posts like this one require multimedia, so if you find a song you hate on this blog, I apologize. These are also songs that I almost never listen to because my sound system has a zero-tolerance policy — if I’m listening to the radio or a CD and I hear a song I don’t like, it’s, to quote Bad Company, gone gone gone. My blonde wife won’t be happy to read that one of her favorite ’90s songs, 4 Non Blondes’ “What’s Up,” starts the list. (However,…
    • “You have the right to remain silent …”
  • Madison
    • Blasts from the Madison media past
    • Blasts from my Madison past
    • Blasts from our Madison past
    • What’s the matter with Madison?
    • Wisconsin – Madison = ?
  • Sports
    • Athletic aesthetics, or “cardinal” vs. “Big Red”
    • Choose your own announcer
    • La Follette state 1982 (u0022It was 30 years ago todayu0022)
    • The North Dakota–Wisconsin Hockey Fight of 1982
    • Packers vs. Brewers
  • Hall of Fame
    • The case(s) against teacher unions
    • The Class of 1983
    • A hairy subject, or face the face
    • It’s worse than you think
    • It’s worse than you think, 2010–11 edition
    • My favorite interview subject of all time
    • Oh look! Rural people!
    • Prestegard for president!
    • Unions vs. the facts, or Hiding in plain sight
    • When rhetoric goes too far
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