Volume III • Issue 3• August 2005

Wiping Out Problems
by Fingers O'Reilly

Okay, I think we can all agree that gas prices are pretty high. Now please shut the hell up about it.
 
You’ve got the obvious ways of dealing with this little issue--drive your damn car less, drive something that
gets better mileage, start making ethanol in your basement (the cops won’t arrest you for this, you’re thinking of something else). But when you drive around in your big ass Lincoln Navigator, you automatically give up your right to bitch about gas prices, because first off, you’re helping to cause the problem, and secondly, no one gives a shit. You bought the damn thing, you obviously have the money to do it, so why are you complaining about gas prices? Yeah, it costs me a chunk of change to fill up my Dodge as well, but at least I knew what I was getting myself into. I wanted a truck. My wife can drive her Honda all she wants, but that thing just ain’t my style now is it?
 
And for the love of Pete, yes the government should probably be doing something, but the government has a funny way of deciding on its own what it wants to work on. You tell ‘em to work on an energy policy, they decide to up and go work on healthcare or something. Well you know, that’s fine, because we need some help in the healthcare department as well, don’t we?
 
I know, mostly from hanging around people that talk about shit like this, that one solution that a lot of people seem to want is for a nationally-managed system where the government is ultimately responsible for providing free (taxes fund the system) healthcare to one and all. Now this sounds like a great thing to me, although I can’t say I know the mechanics of the whole thing. Apparently the Canadians have this, and they love it to pieces. I’m not sure if we really need an entire system provided by the government, though... I think maybe that they just need to take some small steps to help everyone out. A good start to this? Uncle Sam can buy our toilet paper.
 
Think about this for a minute--everyone uses it, and if they’re not, frankly, I don’t want to know about it or why they’re not. So if everyone uses it, why can’t the government order it in bulk, save billions of dollars for all of us consumer-type people, and just provide it for us? I mean, if you want to talk about inflated prices, there’s a place you need to look--over $10 for six “double rolls,” which might be in turn twelve or fourteen single rolls, although not necessarily double-ply, because if you’re going to put enough toilet paper on a cardboard tube to wrap itself around the Sears Tower (this is a “triple roll”), then it’s got to be pretty thin. And see, that’s how the TP people get away with this. They confuse you with all these different kind of quantities and quiltings, all the while completely dodging the issue in commercials by showing us that bears, in fact, do shit in the woods, but they use Charmin, wear glasses, and take dumps as a family, using adjoining trees.
 
So, get some government regulation of the toilet paper industry. If we applied our tax dollars, like in a special “TP Tax” rider on our income taxes, and then that money bought TP for the entire nation, we could eliminate all this toilet paper classicism. The rich no longer get triple-quilted Egyptian cotton tissue (although I suppose they can always continue to wipe their asses with dollar bills, if that saying is true), and in turn, our kids no longer have to suffer the disgrace that is industrial/commercial grade paper in our public schools. Yeah, you remember that stuff--came out in squares about three square inches and had the texture of tree bark. If we eliminated that God awful stuff from every bathroom in America, I’m sure the number of ass-related medical conditions would drop to all-time lows, thus presenting less of a strain on our medical community. With teams of doctors now able to focus on curing things like cancer, instead of finding new relief for hemorrhoids, we’d be leaps and bounds ahead of where we are today. All because of government-funded toilet paper. Easy as that, people. Write your congressman.


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