If you drive a car, I’ll tax the street,
If you try to sit, I’ll tax your seat.
If you get too cold, I’ll tax the heat,
If you take a walk, I’ll tax your feet.
So went some of the lyrics of the Beatles’ 60s tune “Taxman.” This song is the first thing that came to my mind as I read about the monstrosity that emerged from the Senate on Christmas Eve.