leave your inhibitions at the door
It’s times like these that I really wish I were a good enough writer to be able to impart to you just how much I loathe taxes.
I’m not talking about the actual taxes that I have to pay, I’m totally fine with those. I know it’s really popular to hate paying taxes and to rail on our elected officials for not spending our tax dollars “responsibly.” As if a bunch of politicians who sleep with interns on a fact-finding junket to St. Lucia while their wife and kids are at home know anything about responsible spending.
Yes, the federal government makes a lot of head-scratching decisions. And they are often flat-out wrong on a few things. But I trust them. As an institution they’ve been doing this for a couple hundred years. Do you know who I don’t trust?
Ok, not you in particular, but the “you” who are the everyday schmucks who complain incessantly about the government.
It seems to me that we’re completely spoiled here – we take for granted what our tax dollars get us. Say what you will about how little or how much is allocated to education, the military, infrastructure, social security, research, national parks, etc. The fact that we have world-class levels of all of those is pretty damn cool. None of that is free. I just heard about how fire departments are starting to sell ad space on their trucks to make up for budget cuts and how a lot of people think that’s a crying shame. Guess they should’ve thought about that when they voted for that guy who vowed to cut everything.
So I really don’t mind paying them. What I hate is the paperwork, answering all those questions about what I did last year, and finding that mocked-up receipt I crafted. You know, the one for the $800K tax-deductible donation of an autographed picture of me for I gave to a local charity.
And speaking of deductions, I drank this while filing my tax return –
I don’t think I’m alone in saying that I would never be able to finish filing my taxes without a couple of them, right? And seeing that I purchased these for the specific purpose of filing taxes, it’s a tax preparation cost. Thus, it’s tax-deductible.
I could’ve easily purchased a bottle of Cristal Champagne for a few hundred bucks and deducted that. But I’m prudent like that.
Have you done your taxes yet? Mind if I temporarily adopt you so I can squeeze out another dependent deduction?