Mr. Beck:

Hofmeister says that we’re twelve to fifteen years away from seeing significant domestic production increases at the pump. It should not be difficult to understand that the greatest part of that lag is located in Washington, where prissy little scribblers backed with main force presume to stand in the way of men of action who would get out there and produce in exchange for our production (”division-of-labor economy”, kids) denominated in money. There is no telling how much of the cost of end products — at least half a generation away now — will have been devoted to “negotiations” and “partnerships” with these slugs: corporate legal departments living cheek by jowl with them for whole careers, accounting departments forced to count their bloated and rotten beans, not a single boot set anywhere without first referring to every sort of creep with a “mandate” and “authority” to make sure that some legislative committee hearing won’t sling his ass on an election-year whim. All of that Rube Goldberg effort has to come from somewhere, but at least it’s not a “windfall profits tax”. You’re going to pay for it, though. That’s the price of not exterminating parasites.

I really don’t want to hear any more about the high cost of gasoline, but I will, because I turn on the radio now and then to hear some tiny snippets of Texana in between Idiocracy outtakes.

And where are all those whining morons who were bitching that America wasn’t paying it’s fair share at the gas pump for the last three decades? I don’t know whether we were or not, but the whiny bastards were thick underfoot for many, many years. Don’t hear much from them anymore.