Charles and Kathleen Moore are about to have their day in the Supreme Court over a $15,000 tax bill they contend is unconstitutional.
The couple from Redmond, Washington, claim they had to pay the money because of their investment in an Indian company from which, as Charles Moore, 62, said in a sworn statement, they “have never received a distribution, dividend, or other payment.”
But significant parts of the story they have told to reach this point seem at odds with public records.
The Moores are the public face of a high court case backed by business and conservative political interests that could call into question other parts of the U.S. tax code and rule out a much-discussed but never-enacted tax on wealth. The case is set for arguments on Dec. 5.
I still think the stupidest thing democrats imposed on ourselves is by telling everyone to vote on restricting gun ownership.
Meanwhile rural Republicans can buy and arm up way cheaper with higher quality guns than anything the democrats can get from their city gun shop selling “featurless” bullshit non-ergonomic trash firearms that legitimately make it more dangerous to use over the scary black guns.
That, and the rural Republicans never stopped training use of their firearms. If you own a firearm but never train with them, you might as well give them your fucking gun anyways, bend over and let them strip you of your basic rights.
You will never make them bleed if your silly ass doesn’t train regularly and frequently.
From what I’ve seen, the playing around with guns the rural Republicans do isn’t really training. Given time they’ll all shoot each other. Or themselves.
I’m gonna guess you have no firsthand experience and are only reading headlines.
Sounds like you’re the most typical ignorant Democrat/left-leaning voter that the Republicans consistently make fun of; training with guns is a simple as renting a lane and a firearm at your local shooting range and doing that more than once a month (unlike the fat racist cops who will most likely fuck you and only train once a year).
You don’t need to go full Gravy-Seals or join a militia to train you silly fuck.