Jack vile Ripper
The swellest guy in Creation.
- Location
- Indonesia
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Aaaand Sig'd.
A Sword Without a Hilt: A Song of Ice and Fire/D&D 3.5 Crossover
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Aaaand Sig'd.
So this looks pretty settled. I'm going to do looking for the islands in the far west next since space flight is going to take some research into orbital mechanics.
Vote closed.
Vote closed.
- Location
- France
I'm actually fairly interested in that sort of thing, so if you could shoot me a link later that would be great.
I've heard arguments saying that it's morally better than progressive taxation (the thread clearly doesn't agree), arguments that boil down to "don't tax the rich, it's bad for the economy and it disincentivizes personal effort" (I don't agree, which is why I didn't count it as valid criticism in my comment), and arguments saying that the ease of collection makes flat taxes bring in more money and limits fraud. Is that it? Or is there something else I've missed all along?
- Location
- Argentina
It limits the distortion of relarive prices, thus ensuring a supposedly more efficient economy. I will pull graphs later
- Location
- France
No need to bother if you're busy. I get the general idea, and now that you've said it I just searched Jstor and found some papers on it.
Thanks for sharing this!
Crake
I AM THE STORM THAT IS APPROACHING
- Location
- USA
Is it really a disincentive enough to not put in the effort, and only be kinda-sorta well-off, compared to putting in the effort and only being 'kinda-sorta rich'?
Rich people seem to think so, but well, don't the people doing research on this think they might be a little biased?
- Location
- New York
After the 2nd billion, the numbers tend to blend together. All I know is that bigger is better, no matter the fact that I have no clue how to spend anywhere near a billion dollars.Is it really a disincentive enough to not put in the effort, and only be kinda-sorta well-off, compared to putting in the effort and only being 'kinda-sorta rich'?
Rich people seem to think so, but well, don't the people doing research on this think they might be a little biased?
Goldfish
Friendly Spider-Fish Abomination
- Location
- Formerly of the Far Realm
Fortified Doomsday Bunker.
Preferably one located on a difficult to reach non-volcanically active island far from the areas where tropical storms normally form and with no major nearby oceanic fault lines.
- Location
- New York
Yeah, that's like the first 100-300 million. Now what?
There's really no way to spend money to benefit your life in any way after a certain amount of money. Other then getting more money.
[X] Progressive Tax
- Location
- France
Give them to the leaders of a tiny communist party (say, the Dutch one) and laugh as they struggle between personal gain and refusing to become one of the bourgeois they wish to oppose?
Use that money to buy the national debt of racist countries until you can make yourself the CEO of racism?
Pick an old but underfunded university and fund its researchers, but put pressure on them to "prove" that GDP is a valid measure of political stability. Then that economic stability is correlated to Garfield comics. Then that Garfield comics cause said instability...
- Location
- New York
Well I'm uncertain what a rich billionaire would use their money on, but I'm fairly certain you can argue a larger percentage of their tax can do better good for the public.
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- Location
- New York
Just tell your coworkers that you just love your job.I love y'all, you always make me chuckle at inappropriate junctures during work.
Interlude DCCCXXXI: Dawn into Shadow Passing
Dawn into Shadow Passing
Twenty Seventh Day of the First Month 294 AC
Over the Southern Sea, Latitude of the Summer Isles, Longitude beyond Lonely Light
The Dawnchaser cut through the night wind, they had been flying over open water for days with naught not but whales breaching the waters below in gusts of foam for company. Yet where a lesser crew might have worried about the dangers of the open ocean the sailors in the ship reveled in the thrill of discovering new vistas. Of course the fact that they were merely ten days out of port rather than weeks, though they sailed out from Sorcerer's Deep rather than as a ship of the seas from Oldtown, might doubtless have had something to do with their good cheer, so might the nature of their captain and commander of marines.
In his cabin the captain, who was no mortal being, stood watch, light-blessed eyes able to see farther across the expanse of blue, his feathers ruffling in the wind of the ship's passage as he softly sang an old Tolosi sea shanty, his soft melancholy voice turning the tune into something subtly alien.
His crew never saw him in this mood, only the woman now standing behind him, if woman you called she with feathers black as pitch with crimson tips as though dipped in the blood of countless battles. "Still think this is worth it?" Usizil the Fury asked the archon she had, with less reluctance than she liked to show, agreed to serve. "Trying to find a place mortals lost because they can't even keep a proper eye out on this one mortal world?"
"Finite it may be, but it is the fulcrum," the archon replied still looking ahead. "Who knows what we may yet find here which neither heaven nor hell can boast."
At that Usizil shook her head and answered mockingly. "Well, according to the accounts of the last bunch that sailed this way we will find some trees, rocks, springs that spill the water into the sea and large lizards. A riveting journey if ever there was one." Then in a lower, but to the captain's ears still perfectly audible tone, she added. "Not even any chance of a fight worth the name with some beast of the depths to liven the journey, and us with enough weapons to sink those islands we are looking for."
"Peace is ever more interesting than war, there are only so many ways to kill, but many more to speak," the captain replied. "Would that we might find new folk to speak to, not more monsters to slay "
Any sailor would tell you that fate is a fickle thing at sea and not to be dared.
***
Twenty Ninth Day of the First Month 294 AC
After two more days of sailing west the Dawnchaser came upon the islands just as the old accounts of Elissa Farman's journey told of two hills flanking a mountain, named for the Aegon the Conqueror and his sister-wives Rhaenys and Visenya, and from a distance it seemed the picture of lands unclaimed and undisturbed just as Ser Eustace Hightower described in the accounts held in Oldtown, but as the sky-ship drew closer Tirael's sharp eyes for which his kindred were famed for in Spheres beyond this one spied something odd about the westernmost isle.
Where the other two isles were illuminated as was proper by the light of the midday sun overhead the one named for Queen Rhaenys seemed to reflect the light of twilight in defiance of natural law. The light dimmed and bent around it painting its summit crimson, its shadows black as ink.
What does the captain of the Dawnchaser do?
[] Explore the two other islands first to see if there is anything unusual there or any hint of what might be veiling the third
[] Sail straight to the Isle of Rhaenys and send the marines down to search for the source of the strange magic
[] Write in
OOC: Well that was an unexpected confluence of dice. I was not expecting to have to put a vote in here, but it looks like the RNG has other plans.
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Goldfish
Friendly Spider-Fish Abomination
- Location
- Formerly of the Far Realm
You underestimate how much money I'm willing to sink into my Fortified Doomsday Bunker. If the bunker runs out of things to throw money at, I could spend the rest on a fleet of armed aerial drones. Gotta make sure there's enough left over for the staff, too, of course.
- Location
- Canada (eh)
One argument I have come across regarding high progressive taxation is that it runs the risk of high net worth individuals moving to other countries/states and taking jobs with them. The argument I think is that it's better to get a smaller amount of tax revenue than none at all.
- Location
- Texas
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[X] Explore the two other islands first to see if there is anything unusual there or any hint of what might be veiling the third
tarrangar
Fat arctic chicken
That's only a problem if they have good options to move to, which is the case in real life, but there aren't many good places for our rich citizens to move their business to.
Goldfish
Friendly Spider-Fish Abomination
- Location
- Formerly of the Far Realm
Dawn into Shadow Passing
Twenty Seventh Day of the First Month 294 AC
Over the Southern Sea, Latitude of the Summer Isles, Longitude beyond Lonely Light
The Dawnchaser cut swiftly through the night wind. They had been flying over open water for days with naught not the whales breaching the waters below in gusts of foam for company. Yet where a lesser crew might have worried about the dangers of the open ocean, the sailors in the ship reveled in the thrill of discovering new vistas. Of course the fact that they were merely ten days out of port rather than weeks, though they sailed from Sorcerer's Deep, not weeks ago as a ship of the seas set of from Oldtown might, doubtless had something to do with their good cheer, and so might the nature of their captain and commander of its marines.
In his cabin, the captain who was no mortal being stood watch, light-blessed eyes able to see farther across the expanse of blue, his feathers ruffling in the wind of the ship's passage as he softly sang an old Tolosi sea shanty, his soft melancholy voice turning the tune into something subtly alien.
His crew never saw him in this mood, only the woman now standing behind him, if woman she could be called, with feathers black as pitch and crimson tipped as though dipped in the blood of countless battles. "Still think this is worth it?" Usizil the Fury asked the archon she had, with less reluctance than she liked to show, agreed to serve. "Trying to find a place mortals lost because they can't even keep a proper eye out on this one mortal world?"
"Finite it may be, but it is the fulcrum," the archon replied still looking ahead. "Who knows what we may yet find here which neither heaven nor hell can boast."
At that Usizil shook her head and answered mockingly. "Well, according to the accounts of the last bunch that sailed this way, we will find some trees, rocks, springs that spill the water into the sea, and large lizards. A riveting journey if ever there was one." Then in a lower but to the captain's ears still perfectly audible tone, she added. "Not even any chance of a fight worth the name with some best of the depths to liven the journey and us with enough weapons to sink those islands we are looking for."
"Peace is ever more interesting than war, there are only so many ways to kill, but many more to speak," the captain replied. "Would that we might find new folk to speak to not more monsters to slay "
Any sailor would tell you that fate is a fickle thing at sea and not to be dared.
***
Twenty Ninth Day of the First Month 294 AC
After two more days of sailing west, the Dawchaser came upon the islands just as the old accounts of Elissa Farman's journey spoke of, two hills flanking a mountain, named for the Aegon the Conqueror and his sister-wives Rhaenys and Visenya, and from a distance it seemed the picture of lands unclaimed and undisturbed just as Ser Eustace Hightower described in the accounts held in Oldtown, but as the sky-ship drew closer Tirael's sharp eyes, for which his kindred were famed in spheres beyond this one, spied something odd about the westernmost isle.
Where the other two isles were illuminated as was proper by the light of the midday sun overhead, the one named for Queen Rhaenys seemed to reflect the light of twilight in defiance of natural law. The light dimmed and bent around it, painting its summit crimson, its shadows black as ink.
What does the captain of the Dawnchaser do?
[] Explore the two other islands first to see if there is anything unusual there or any hint of what might be veiling the third
[] Sail straight to the Isle of Rhaenys and send the marines down to search for the source of the strange magic
[] Write in
OOC: Well that was an unexpected confluence of dice. I was not expecting to have to put a vote in here, but it looks like the RNG has other plans. Not yet edited.
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- Location
- France
That's more of a "high taxes vs low taxes" debate : it's entirely possible to have progressive taxation that doesn't go that high. That's the situation in most developed countries IRL right now, actually.
In any case, we're planning on conquering the entire planet. Where are these hypothetical people going to go? Hellven?
To be fair, they might go live with the Shaitan or something. I don't think it's remotely likely at this point in time, and if it becomes an issue in the future there are things we can do to limit this risk. Unlike IRL governments, we're extremely interventionistic when we want to be. The many solutions to the problem of capital flight are not politically acceptable IRL - but Viserys is built around curbing the power and Lords and Magisters, so I can't see him balking at that sort of thing.
And the same social factors which keep rich people living in NYC instead of, say, Luxembourg (which has much lower taxes IIRC) will be keeping these people in our own major cities.
[X] Explore the two other islands first to see if there is anything unusual there or any hint of what might be veiling the third