A letter the Warren Buffett, the Second Richest Man in America.

Dear Mr. Buffett,

I just read that you were complaining that you don't pay enough in taxes, and that you believe you should pay a higher percentage of your income to our favorite uncle, Uncle Sam.

Here is an open invitation to you.

Come to Cook County, Chicago. Our wonderful Blue City and County want to increase sales taxes, gas taxes and property taxes. They would love to have a few extra billionaires to contribute.

Your additional money will go to pay for city and county workers who have bent the handle on many shovels by leaning on them, or have done the smarter thing, and just not shown up at all for their jobs, except on payday.

Or your additional tax payments could go towards "vital" city and county services, such as keeping the ten trillion dollar new Stroger County Hospital fully staffed and servicing illegal aliens.

Or a few dollars to the government school system we have here. Maybe for Kevlar book covers for the students, and maybe for a boost in pay for the hard working administrators and teachers who can never be fired no matter how bad, not even while enjoying a nice summer off.

Mr. Buffett, the so-called "Sage of Omaha", explains that the tax system is tilted towards the rich at the expense of the middle class.

So our "Sage", who saw fit to make his statements overseas in a London newspaper, presumably wants "the rich" to drop a few more coins in Uncle Sam's trick or treat bag.

He is not alone. The Big Blues on the federal level want to help the rich drop off some more payday bars. Charlie Rangel, Democrat Congressman, New York, wants to impose a four percent surcharge of people earning more than $200,000 per year, over and above the nearly forty percent that they pay. His district is Harlem. My gazintas work that out to barely scraping by on that beautiful island of Manhattan. Hillary, our Blue Babe, will ramp up the torch song to impose more taxes on, well, anything that moves and stops, breathes or doesn't.

The great "Sage" then volunteers to the London paper that his tax prep consists of just following "what the US Congress tells me to do.".

Oh, my dear Sage, why not just sit down at your kitchen table and write a check to the US Treasury for a few extra billion dollars. Somewhere buried in the mile high tax instructions is the allowance that any citizen, sage or not, can send in more to Dear Uncle.

Then I would believe you are a sage. You wisely put your money where your overseas mouth has been spouting off.

Or you could find a modest mansion here in the Chicago area. There are a lot on the market. Then you could be turned upside down Chicago style and removed of every spare Lincoln or Franklin you might have.

So, Mr. Sage, here is come advice. To all others too out there that think that $200,000 per year is rich, or that they don't mind paying more in taxes: anybody can pay more.

Sit down. Write the check.

It's easy.

Except for billionaire sages.

Sincerely,

"Sageless in Chicago"