If personal taxes were sufficiently progressive, they would take care of the rich polluters. If the division between personal and corporate taxes were based on their costs to the public (including restoring damage done to the public’s environment) our corporate polluters might be taken care of. If governments formed budgets as stewards of the public trust rather than as instruments re-election popularity contests then government might take care of itself.
Consumption itself may be the problem. Consumption requires production and production produces byproducts that are called pollutants unless they are managed. It costs, to manage the byproducts of economic activity. The trouble is that none of us, individuals, corporations, rich, poor, etc. are required to pay for the environmental damage done by the production, consumption and disposal of what is consumed. We prefer big pay cheques and cheap consumer products instead. We accept environmental degradation as a price of our present prosperity and without regard to its sustainability. We’ve been on a consumption binge, a party hardy, for about a hundred years. And, of course, the people who bring us this party are rewarded the most, and pay the least to clean up the mess.
Taxes make consumption more expensive and thereby reduce consumption. Potentially taxes aren’t bad, but the question arises, how will tax revenues be used? In itself, taxes are too blunt an instrument to be useful, and in the hands of career politicians the use of tax revenue becomes even more obtuse.
Yes, we Canadians may be dumb, really dumb. We keep electing the same old gang of elitists in dark suits to lead us to the Promised Land. Maybe we think that people in fine weeds have our interests in mind, or maybe we just expect some of the finery to rub off on us. We somehow keep expecting that those who are displayed across the phosphorescent screen have the answer, somehow have a plan. But, there isn’t a plan, and maybe there’s no answer we’d like to hear.
Lord, leaders in suits; yes, dumb, really dumb. We might as well elect goats that wear bells. At least nobody expects goats to have a plan, and we already know that the goat always gets fed. Voting: we might as well buy a ticket and cheer for the good guy on the WWF. There is no good guy. They’re all in it for the money. You buy into the spectacle you contribute to all their prosperities. Dumb, Really Dumb. Maybe it has been so dumb that it’s getting better. Maybe.