Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Okay, now you're making me mad.

Don't Mess with Lynchburg!


“We are entitled to more money from the only industry in the county – Jack Daniel’s distillery,” said Charles Rogers, a 75-year-old retiree and self-described “concerned citizen” of Moore County – home to Lynchburg and Jack Daniel’s.
The article points out that almost 60% of the price of a bottle of Jack is already taxes. And it's not cheap whiskey.

Grr...From my cold, dead liver, you bastards!

H/T to Robb Allen.

8 comments:

Jim said...

By gawd, if that doesn't make it time to water the tree ...

don said...

I cant think for the life of me what jd owes any one i can always count on it to do what it suppossed to never let me down knocked me down but never let me down

Anonymous said...

Down here, its taxing the oil companies who drill in the Gulf of Mexico and rural ranch lands. Some very small urbans get some big money for this. Crazy!

Kevin Wilmeth said...

Look, I'm in no way defending the idea, but consider this: this action just lays bare how things really work, dunnit?

Free Shit Army soldier #10245034 ain't got no money. Free Shit Army soldier #10245034 want money. (Furda children, see.) Who got money? Hey, that guy over there (still) got money. Hey, da gummint got badges and guns and a piece a paper says they can use 'em on anyone--and they loves 'em some Free Shit Army! Let's hire gummint to get more Free Shit by just takin' it from him, all legitimate-like.

You know, if it's gonna happen, I say let it happen like that. In ways that they can't cower away from any more, draped in their talismanic sophistries to justify mob rule. Frustrating as it can be sometimes, this will only help more people to really get it, in that "libertarians are not born, they're made" sense.

Not long ago I got involved in a Facebook thread (I know, I know) in which a talking-point-equipped belligerent insisted that I was off my rocker because none of us is really forced to do anything. (You know, the usual "luv-it-or-leave-it" modernization in which I was invited to go to all those other libertopias around the world and be the total hermit I so obviously want to be.)

My response to that is something that keeps coming back around to the forefront of my mind.

This was the relevant exchange:

He: The reality is we're not being forced to do anything.

Me: Don't worry, my friend. Some day, you too will be not-forced into doing something that matters to you. You may not admit it to anyone, but you'll know. :-)

Anonymous said...

'We are entitled to run the only decent employer the hell out because we can't individually get our shit together.'

There, fixed it for the old geezer.


Ya know...... I realize a bit of JD's cache is held in the fact that they are and long have been based in Lynchburg. I also know a thing or two about making whiskey; not that I'm a master distiller or anything. But said amber liquid would taste the same dripping out of evaporators in Kentucky, Texas, Georgia..... hell even Arizona.( I'd toss California in there but I already know they'd be taxed and environazi'd out of business before the trucks arrived)
So the old fart and his cohorts might wanna have a snort (or ten) and shut the fuck up for they are "entitled" to shit.

Buck.

Anonymous said...

Aside from the sheer "rape the rich" aspect of this ... oh, the irony.

JD made Lynchberg. Without JD it would be some dead hamlet that nobody ever heard of. Now, after the town has made its reputation entirely on the free publicity JD gave it ... it thinks it deserves fees for being such a fine "Hollywood" location.

Yeah. These leaches would deserve it if JD just picked up and went elsewhere.

Phil said...

The best part that get's my Nads all twisted up is that Jack Daniels is made in a dry fucking county.

You can't buy a bottle of it there legally.

wrm said...

Entitled? Entitled? Shit, that is soooo straight out of Atlas Shrugged.