In five days the United States will enter the New Year with the mother of all loopholes. The estate death tax is abated for one year; 2010.
That’s the good news.
The bad news is that in order to take advantage of this chasm, one has to pay the ultimate price.
They must die before next year is over. In order to prevent the government from reigniting the theft of already taxed booty from those six feet under, retroactive to the beginning of the New Year, the wealthy need expire at the last possible moment to take advantage.
They won’t be dying for their country. Many of our best entrepreneurs will commit Hari Kari because of their country.
New Year’s Eve of 2010 may witness the largest passing of unfettered wealth from its rightful owners to their chosen heirs and charities; a tax bomb shelter punch in the nose to the thieves in Congress who take every last dollar of yours they can to spend on pet projects and people that have had their souls stolen by the Democratic Party for their weekly welfare check.
If the beneficiaries are young enough, they may live as long as it takes for Obamacare to knock them off. Even in that scenario, that’s an extra 30 years (unlike the 48 years now) for a 30 year old to avoid the socialists from stealing said earned fortunes.
No hit men needed: they’d rather do it themselves
That’s why The Donald and Rush Limbaugh are planning the Bump-off Ball of 2010 at Mar-a-Lago in Palm Beach.
Other than featuring every individual want and/or need money can buy billionaire’s favorite vice to preachers, Rabbis and miscellaneous spiritual leaders, will experience a send-off with a bang.
Depending on how many wealthy are still considered so after Obamanomics has taken its toll, will determine the number of anesthesiologists (candy men), death declaring docs, lawyers and death certificate notaries to make the expirations official.
So after a gold-plated breakfast buffet, golf, water skiing, shuffle boarding, tennis, croquet, bridge, (no we didn’t forget you Warren, even though you backed Obama) and spa treatments, they’ll gather for the last feast of their celebrated lives.
No worry about overeating or imbibing multiple adult beverages here!
As they relax in plush comfy beds on the lawn of the golf course savoring their favorite brandy/liqueur/drug combinations, darkness ascends on the soft-breezed, cool South Florida New Years Eve.
