Job Creation and Occupy
Sunday, February 26th, 2012I would like to offer MY OPINION on tax cuts for the rich as it implies trickle down to jobs. I would call this theory unfounded and so far very unsuccessful. In other words, bullshit. You wanna know who creates jobs?
I do. Yes, I am a job creator. And on top of that I do it in more ways than one. If I have enough money (through, oh let’s say tax cuts to the poor and middle class) then I will buy stuff. When I buy stuff, someone has to make that stuff so I create a job. I like to buy my stuff from American produced goods so I create American jobs.
Another way I create jobs is to teach people how to do jobs in my chosen field or with my expert skill set. Oh wait, you say. Doesn’t that create competition? I say, so what. I make a unique one of a kind product so even if they make something similar to mine, it is not the same and let the consumer chose what they like the best. That is what I consider capitalism and there is nothing wrong with that.
In the same way, you are a job creator, she is a job creator and he is a job creator. So lets all go out there and create some jobs today!
Okay folks, lets go….





Widowed at a very young age and raising her family as a single mom, Karin Hofmann is no stranger to difficult times. But when she came to ask herself what she could do for the Occupy cause the answer was easy – come every day and knit for the next generation. Still paying off her student loans from too many years ago, at 69, Ms. Hofmann has felt our country’s financial crisis first hand but now finds hope in a newer generation. “The change isn’t going to come fast enough for me”, she says, “but I feel very confident, after a month (here in Zuccotti Park), that these kids – so kind, so generous, so smart – are smart enough that they’ll figure it out…they’ll figure out how to fix it.” Inspired by the energy of the Occupiers and the growing group of knitters, she became a founding member of #OWS Fiber Arts working group and continues to spread her love of the movement at Charlotte’s place and Zuccotti Park when the weather permits.
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