video: The Death of California: How the Wealthy Escaped the Guillotine’

video: The Death of California: How the Wealthy Escaped the Guillotine

Ladies and gentlemen, gather ’round for a tale of epic stupidity straight out of the People’s Republic of California. Picture this: It’s COVID times, factories are grinding to a halt, and along comes Lorena Gonzalez, a beacon of bureaucratic brilliance from the Golden State assembly. She spots Elon Musk—yes, that Elon Musk, the guy building rockets and electric cars while paying more taxes than your entire family tree combined going back to the stone ages—and tells him to “F off.” Because nothing says “smart governance” like flipping off your state’s golden goose.

Spoiler alert: The goose flew the coop to Texas, and now California’s clutching an empty nest worth tens of billions in lost taxes. But hey, at least they have their socialist know-it all principles and their virtue signaling to fall back on … or whatever’s left after the deficit hits, an eye-watering $18 billion and counting, despite “record revenues.”

The Billions Blown: Musk’s Exodus and the Tax Tsunami

Let’s crunch the numbers, shall we? Elon didn’t just pack his Tesla and peace out—he took a parade of high-paid engineers, innovators, and employees with him. That’s already cost California tens of billions in vanished tax revenue. And we’re just getting started. When SpaceX goes public? Ka-ching—hundreds of billions more evaporate from Cali coffers. Tesla keeps growing? Add another zero. Whatever wild new ventures Elon dreams up next? All in Texas, baby.
If California had rolled out the red carpet instead of the red tape—embracing its creators rather than extorting them—they’d be swimming in Scrooge McDuck levels of tax gold. Instead, they’ve flipped from fat surpluses to gaping deficits faster than a Hollywood reboot flops. And guess who’s footing the bill now? You, the taxpayer. They’ll come knocking with their tin cup, whining for more while their pockets leak like a sieve, and blaming the hole on “unforeseen economic headwinds” instead of their own middle finger.

The Socialist Stranglehold: Control Freaks Gone Wild

Ah, but it’s not just about money—it’s about control. These socialist overlords (disguised as politicians) want to micromanage your life like a bad helicopter parent on steroids. Gas stove? Banned—because nothing screams “freedom” like cooking on an electric hot plate during a blackout. Declawing your cat? Illegal as of January 1, 2026—apparently, Fluffy’s manicure rights trump your shredded couch.
Funny how they’re obsessed with preserving Fluffy’s nails, but they’ll fight to the death to make sure your 13-year-old can change their gender at school without you ever knowing, and if you find out and resist, they’ll take Bobby from you and pay using your taxes to have his schlong severed from his body.
 Talk about a twisted sense of “bodily autonomy.

“Housing? They’ll decide what gets built, probably after a decade of environmental impact studies on endangered snails. And your money? Oh, they love spending that. Billions funneled to their parasitic pals in NGOs, where execs rake in $500K salaries on your dime to “solve” homelessness. The result? More tents on sidewalks than ever. Why fix the problem when perpetuating it pays so well? It’s like hiring a plumber who floods your house to justify overtime.

Federalism: The Great Escape Hatch

Thank God for federalism, America’s built-in reality check. States compete like sharks in a feeding frenzy for residents, businesses, and talent. When California’s “progressive paradise” turns into a tax hellscape—complete with factory shutdowns and F-bombs lobbed at innovators—people vote with their feet. I did. Elon did. And now? The floodgates are swinging open with force, after the CA geniuses floated a wealth tax: 5% grab on high-net-worth folks, retroactive to January 1, 2026, courtesy of ballot-prop bandits backed by the SEIU-UHW. That’s right, the healthcare union is now the state’s unofficial repo man. They aren’t trying to lower your deductible; they’re trying to liquidate billionaire assets to fund their own pension shortfalls.). It’s not taxation; it’s confiscation—yanking chunks from illiquid private companies built through blood, sweat, and zero government handouts. They’re trying to extract wealth they didn’t earn to pad the pockets of a “healthcare industrial complex” that functions more like a political slush fund than a medical service, but they’

ll frame it as saving your healthcare of course, and send you into a panic.

The Billionaire Bailout? Nah, the Parasite Panic

Billionaires aren’t waiting for the guillotine. Chamath Palihapitiya? Out. The All-In Podcast crew? Packing up, furious that not one politician had the spine to say, “This is insane, we aren’t passing this.”
In-N-Out heiress Lynsi Snyder? Burgers and billions headed elsewhere. Even Chevron, a California staple since forever, is hightailing it. And even if this wealth-grab farce fails at the ballot, the damage is done—the exodus is in full swing.
To the keyboard warriors snarking, “Poor billionaires, boo-hoo”—wake up, buttercup. These aren’t trust-fund toddlers; they’re job creators. When they bolt, they take factories, offices, and paychecks with them. What’s left? Baristas and bureaucrats? Good luck taxing avocado toast to fund your utopia. California’s spiraling into a mismanagement black hole, where “more money” just means more theft, fraud, and vote-buying bonanzas for political cronies, who probably have their own houses in Florida anyway.

The Core Rot: Entitlement Over Enterprise

This is what happens when you treat creators like ATM machines: “You work for us, slave—hand over the cash!” Newsflash: This ain’t North Korea or some Orwellian dystopia like Great Britain. In America, we negotiate. Innovators shop around for states that respect them, not milk them dry for DEI grifts, homeless empires, and NGO’s that produce nothing aside of more paperwork and more misery for the average person just trying to get by.
Believe your money is “owed” just for existing? That’s the parasite playbook. But creators? They build, they earn, they leave—and take their golden eggs elsewhere. California is currently the only state in the Union trying to tax the “ghost of wealth” that’s already left the building.

Outro Punch: Reform or Ruin

California’s got until 2030, tops, before bankruptcy knocks. Politicians? Still refusing audits, slashing spending, or—gasp—changing course. Instead, they chase the next targets down the wealth ladder, demanding “more” like addicts in denial. We need wholesale reforms: Fire the incompetents, slash the bloat, and stop seeing citizens as cash cows. Otherwise? Enjoy your ghost towns and tent cities. I’m glad Elon left—it exposed the fiscal farce for what it is. If more entrepreneurs follow? California’s “Golden State” becomes “Gone State.” Who’s paying the taxes then? Crickets. Or maybe just the wind blowing through empty Silicon Valley offices.
But to my friends remaining in California, enjoy your last few days of skiing and surf on the same days. It’s not that the ocean will freeze or the snow will melt, it’s that you won’t have the funds to pay for fixing the roads between them, or the skilled people with the know-how to fix them. They’ll all be in Texas where the good jobs are.