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Saturday, September 8, 2012

Mr. President Make Me a Proud Taxpayer

In the world of the employed, meaning withholding tax taxpayers, payday is both a day of thanksgiving and a day of curse. Thank God the worry of whether there will be food on the table the next meal time will vanish in the meantime (short meantime, that is). Curse hell and all when you see that up to over-a- third of what you sweat and literally give up sleep for is lopped off your pay purse without the courtesy of asking.
A worker is forced to give up as much as 32% of hard-earned pay for the so-called civilized society. I would have been a happy taxpayer if I got my money’s worth. But it’s no civilized when your own home gets burglarized, when you get attempted for robbery or robbed, when people lose lives and limbs simply because they attempt to protect what is rightfully theirs. We have to understand that attempts for and robberies or burglaries are always a circumstance away from homicide.
Our laws are just as good as their enforcement.
Our Congress is just as good as the congressmen comprising it.
Let me break it down, we have in congress… Manny Pacqiao, Tito Sottto, Ramon Revilla… Now you know what kind of laws will come out of it. Think RA9344, the law that pampers cold-blooded fifteen-year-old criminals with complete irresponsibility, meaning they cannot be imprisoned even if they kill you.
And a general’s son is attempted for extortion by police officers themselves… It could not have hit him closer than home. Now he’s told “in your face” what he has long already known: The police is riddled with misfits it’s tempting to think it’s more accurate to generalize than make exceptions. That’s the kind of enforcement we’re treated to.
I am talking about personal experience when I talk about the house being broken into, and being attempted for robbery. These are hardly any justification for giving up so much in taxes. I feel like being robbed twice every time; every payday.
 

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