Grand Theft Steinbrenner

For those of you who didn’t know, 2010 is the year to die.

In a brilliant display of the stupidity that dominates the chimpanzee meetings on Capitol Hill, this glorious year someone let the post-mortem estate tax, more lovingly called the “death tax” by some members of our great nation, expire. Cease to exist. Disappear. Thus, instead of getting taxed on the money you were taxed on, if you happen to depart your fleshy shell within the next 6 months, your family inexplicably will receive the entirety of your estate.

Now, for a great deal many of us, this’ll only amount to a few thousand dollars (chump change, right!??). For the members of the Steinbrenner family, the rear admirals of the Yankee pirate fleet get to take to the seven seas with Scrooge McDuck-ian amounts of loot. In layman’s terms, the federal government’s minor oversight just lost them an estimated $500 million. Oops.

Well, the United States can’t have rich people dying without paying the Charon toll, can it? Suddenly there’s a huge rush to augment the return of the Death Tax in 2011, with both sides taking their obvious stances. Democrats are nihilist that wants the monies so they can go all Karl Marx on the American elite and Republicans are ready to lynch a few minorities to prevent their rich guy dollars from being used by the federal government to assist minorities.

And thank GOODNESS for our taxpayer dollars being spent on such an important debate now…you know, before Bill Gates or Warren Buffet buys the farm.

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