i go to an accountant with INTEGRITY!
$4,000
that's how much I have to pay the tax office
it's going to be tough, but at least the accountant didn't compromise her moral righeousness.
i do appreciate roads, healthcare, safety, public transport, laws... i appreciate these things...
i joked that i was to become a prostitute by night to be able to afford life... i got told to shutup. it was a joke! if we can't joke about such things, danger will come. danger will come in form of surpression and in form of hidden activities, alienation, loss of safety.... talk! - say the dark things on your mind! that's actually what keeps us safe (the freedom of speech and exploration of thoughts in open environments).
So, I pay my tax. because, tax money goes to grants, it goes to education institutions, to healthcare to keep people healthy and alive, towards roads to join people.... paying tax leads to people coming together and talking. and it's the talking that leads to safety. i want to feel safe.
i don't care much whether this makes sense or not. but the 5 minutes is up, and discipline is discipline. sometimes you just have to push through shit-piles of letters and form nonsense.... just so you tick a box and move on.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
WI 3: Paying your dues
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