It was a stormy winter night in Annapolis when the dictatorial triumvirate of O'Malley, Miller, and Busch were thinking about another new tax they could impose on the serfs in their kingdom known as “Merryland.”
As the rain pounded on the roof, a light bulb went on over the heads of the enlightened three. Why not tax the rainfall? After all, that way they could blame God who caused the rain to fall. Empowered, they sent the proposal over to the general asylum of Maryland where their favored Democrats in the Baltimore City, Prince George's and Montgomery counties could authorize the proposal into law by edit. After all, they controlled the asylum, and could do whatever the anointed three wanted.
And so, the “Rainfall Tax” was enacted. The serfs in several of the Merryland counties would have to work harder and longer to pay the new tax.
The serfs grumbled and groaned and said that they were being bled to death by taxes. But, when the time came to appoint new inmates to the asylum, they said, “What's the use?” and, the saga continued. Little did they know that, a new breathe tax was being considered.
The powers that be were going to create a new company to make a breathe device that would be sold to all the serfs. It would monitor and register the air that they breathed, for which they would be taxed. No pay....no air.
Next, would be the blood tax. Surely, every serf could spare a pint of blood every two months or so. And, the transfusions would be free.
Soon, many of the serfs left the state of Merryland for the kingdom of Lord Delaware, and Merryland became a barren serfdom where there was no one left to tax.