All I can say is “Thank God for ‘Turbo-Tax’”. Life is much easier these days, but the fact that taxes may be a little easier doesn’t take away from the confusion and humor.
I just found out that I’ll be getting back a bit of money from the federal government. While this would thrill many people, I began to feel guilt and outrage for giving a group of thugs, cheats, liars and pork-barrel swine who gleefully wallow in a sty of everybody else’s money an interest-free loan.
Think of the federal government as nothing more than your 45-year-old unemployed brother-in-law who lives on a cot in your breezeway for whom you just bought a six-pack of Old Style. After he asked you if his disability check arrived in the mail and informed you that he used your credit card to order pay-per-view wrestling, if he gave you back one of the beers, would you be thrilled?
The real comedy on the tax forms is the part where they as “Would you like to donate $3 to the Presidential Election Campaign Fund?”
The Bush and Kerry campaigns and their allies in 2004 spent over $600 million. Politicians routinely have $25,000-a-plate dinners. Many corporations hand out money by the fistful to politicians Ã¢â‚¬â€œ so much so that, when the candidate leaves, it looks as if he’s smuggling out a dinner salad in his pants pockets.
Meanwhile, we’ve spent the year working like dogs to feed and clothe our kids while trying to handle confiscatory tax rates. Then, one day, we sit down at the kitchen table to go over this paper-trail-of-tears called tax forms Ã¢â‚¬â€œ a monster which was created by those very same politicians, and they have the nerve to ask for three bucks? Three bucks!
It’s the same feeling you’d have if Bill Gates dropped by to borrow a cup of sugar.