Occupy Peoria protestors were starting to assemble on Main Street one Saturday in October, when I was reading a magazine, eating an omelet and drinking coffee at a nearby café. A dad at an adjacent table looked out the window at the dozens of demonstrators, turned to his daughter, and said, “What are they complaining about? Half of the country pays no taxes at all!”
Not wanting to ruin a Bradley University’s Parents Weekend visit, I said nothing, wolfed down the eggs, drained the coffee, and crossed the street to join the rally (noticing as I left that the student was rolling her eyes and shaking her head).
The parent’s remark is an old story. And a false one.