Friday, October 24, 2008

Tax Cuts: A Simple Lesson in Economics

Suppose that every day, ten men go out for beer and the bill for all
Ten comes to $100. If they paid their bill the way we pay our taxes, it
would go something like this:

The first four men (the poorest) would pay nothing.
The fifth would pay $1.
The sixth would pay $3.
The seventh would pay $7.
The eighth would pay $12.
The ninth would pay $18.
The tenth man (the richest) would pay $59.

So, that's what they decided to do. The ten men drank in the bar every day
and seemed quite happy with the arrangement, until one day, the owner threw
them a curve. 'Since you are all such good customers, he said, 'I'm
going to reduce the cost of your daily beer by $20.
Drinks for the ten now cost just $80.

The group still wanted to pay their bill the way we pay our taxes so the
first four men were unaffected. They would still drink for free. But what
about the other six men - the paying customers? How could they divide the
$20 windfall so that everyone would get his 'fair share?' They realized
that $20 divided by six is $3.33. But if they subtracted
that from everybody's share, then the fifth man and the sixth man would
each end up being paid to drink his beer. So, the bar owner suggested that it
would be fair to reduce each man's bill by roughly the same amount, and he
proceeded to work out the amounts each should pay.

And so:

The fifth man, like the first four, now paid nothing (100% savings).
The sixth now paid $2 instead of $3 (33% savings).
The seventh now paid $5 instead of $7 (28% savings).
The eighth now paid $9 instead of $12 (25% savings).
The ninth now paid $14 instead of $18 (22% savings).
The tenth now paid $49 instead of $59 (16% savings).

Each of the six was better off than before And the first four continued to
drink for free. But once outside the restaurant, the men began to compare
their savings.

'I only got a dollar out of the $20', declared the sixth man.
He pointed to the tenth man,' but he got $10!'

'Yeah, that's right', exclaimed the fifth man. 'I only saved a
dollar, too. It's unfair that he got ten times more than me!'

'That's true!!' shouted the seventh man. 'Why should he get $10
back when I got only two? The wealthy get all the breaks!'

'Wait a minute,' yelled the first four men in unison. 'We
didn't get anything at all. The system exploits the poor!'

The nine men surrounded the tenth and beat him up. The next night the tenth
man didn't show up for drinks, so the nine sat down and had beers without
him. But when it came time to pay the bill they discovered something
important. They didn't have enough money between all of them for even half
of the bill!

And that, boys and girls, journalists and college professors, is how our tax
system works. The people who pay the highest taxes get the most benefit from
a tax reduction. Tax them too much, attack them for being wealthy, and they
just may not show up anymore. In fact, they might start drinking overseas
where the atmosphere is somewhat friendlier.

Contrary to Internet folklore, Dr. David R. Kamerschen is NOT the author of "Tax Cuts: A Simple Lesson in Economics." Additionally, he does NOT know who wrote it.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

MonsterIndia looking to recruit for the post of President of India


I was looking for a high paying job but this is too much.

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

Guilt of a poem

Never try to hide your guilt behind a poem

This lesson I have learnt

I have committed this blunder before

And so have I burnt

But for all my past

I have not learnt the right lessons

I still commit the folly

That my devilish side beckons

Sitting here today I realize again

The uselessness of my venture

Writing a poem on this cold morning

I hope that this is a right gesture

I won’t go into the details

I have already bored you

Most people are great people

And writing is not what they do

Even Frost had his bad days

I shouldn’t have made fun

I have already said enough,

I’ll just go to burn under the sun.

Friday, December 21, 2007

Quotes from OSO ...

Kitni shiddat se tumhe paane ki koshish ki hai.. Ki har zarre ne mujhe tumse milane ki saazish ki hai..Kehte hain agar kisi cheez ko agar dil se chaho to saari kayanath tumhe usse milane ki koshish me lag jaati hai...
hamari zindagi bhi hamare hindi filmon ke jaisa hi hai.. jaha pe end mein sab kuch theek ho jaata hai.. "Happies Endings".. Lekin agar End mein sab kuch theek na ho to woh the end nahi hain dosto.. Picture abhi baaki hai...

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Friends



One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd." I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friend tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.

As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye.

As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives." He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!" There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes. We hung all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him. And my friends thought the same of him.

Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, "Damn boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!" He just laughed and handed me half the books. Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak.

Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than me and all the girls loved him! Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!" He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. "Thanks," he said. As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began.

"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach... but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story." I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. "Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."

I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth. Never underestimate the power of your actions.

With one small gesture you can change a person's life.

"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."

Unknown Author

Sunday, September 30, 2007

Home goes wireless

Our home finally went wireless today. We purchased a new wireless router and connected it to our broadband. It works like a charm.

Finally set up a new development box with an XFCE DE. Just wanted to see it. Well it looks ugly
(compared to GNOME and KDE) but its pretty fast on half the RAM.

Sunday, August 19, 2007

How to make the Indian Cricket League work?

Making a professional sports league work is very simple in India. Make it professional, keep the sport and make it a league. Yet, there aren't any successful professional leagues in India. Why?
The answer is simple: The failure to identify the target audience.

Millions of Indians pay their hard earned money to view EPL, Serie A, F1, Tour De France, NBA. Some even pay big money on MLB and Golf Tournaments. So why couldn't an Indian sports league get the same kind of money. It's because till now Indian Leagues' have not offered a package deal. By package I mean a wholesome entertainment experience for their target audience.

Indian Cricket League is the Essel Group's foray into this space and I think they will have to be genuinely foolish to lose money on this. But till now they have made a mess of it.
First, of all they must accept that they are in it for the money. Second, they have to tell the people that they are here to give the viewer's a better experience. Third, they must stick to 20-20 and hit it hard on the BCCI's face.
20-20 is a very powerful medium. Packer changed the cricketing world with his limited over's format. Twenty20 too is here to stay and may become the world's new cricketing format if correctly marketed.

So what should ICL do? Well, they should change the Cricket Package that I see on TV. I have been bored enough by cricketer's who were great in their time but are terrible commentators. We need the Harsha Bhogles to comment and not the Sunny Gavaskar's. We need constantly running chirpiness from someone or the other.
We need to see the commentators on the sidelines of the ground, than in faraway commentary boxes. We need to talk more often to the players (not just one player in the middle as happens in Twenty20). We need to talk to coaches, physio's in real time....do it continously.

We need professional coaches/background staff etc...and professionally fit players. we need players who can run 4 runs when in normal cricket players run just 2.

And if need be, most importantly ICL needs to change the game. Use smaller pitches and grounds. We need to see harder shots to the boundary. Use more tech intervention in umpiring. Use livelier wickets, use different stuff, change the sidescreens, let one bowler bowl continous overs, let captains' change balls as they wish.

But whatever you do stick t one set of rules for the whole season, and don't change them too much in the second season.

Give viewer's an experience that traditional cricket does not give them....and see money running into your coffers.


I just hope ICL does all this, then I will certainly switch, cause even though we are fans of traditional cricket, we are bored of it.