Taxes. Fuck Taxes

The decadent douchebags of debauchery sprinkled throughout wall street, (former) investment bankers, and the Washington waltz of clumsy corruption(ers?) have created a rather large hole in the once highly revered "american economy". Through a series of "clever accounting schemes" beginning in the early 90s, debt has been transferred, packaged, and resealed in a neverending effort to smother losses and decieve the public into thinking that everything is going perfect-until it bottomed out, and now its on us. so why should my tax dollars go into bailing out corporations and banks that i could careless about? it shouldnt. But, I guess theres nothing i can do about it now, not even my main man Barack can save us, the Bush administration managed to royally fuck everything up-and got away (but thats a whole 'nother story for another rainy day).

Heres my mission, and my request to all of my loyal compatriots fighting the man and day by day etching away at the establishment:

Get paid in cash. avoid taxes at all costs. Argue whenever tax is added onto any item you purchase; no matter how small, how seemingly insignifigant. You have to not give a fuck- you need to be a ruthless ninja of the night. use your tongues as swords and let them slit the throats of cashiers and tax collectors nationwide.

Linda-Sue (honest cashier): "that'll be 2.99 plus tax"
Loyal follower: "what.........the.....fuck did you just say?"
Linda-Sue: "um, I-I dont know what, what, wha-"
Loyal Follower: (coldly) "you said something after 2.99,"
Linda-Sue :"tax?"
Loyal Follower: "What if.......... i dont pay that?"
Linda-Sue: "you cant have your swisher-sweets"
Loyal Follower: "Oh- Oh, no you have got to be fucking kidding me."

he/she then proceeds to whip out a copy of the declaration of independence(from the Jose Luiz backpack of necessary documents and supplies for the modern day revolutionist mind), and proceeds to read it to the All-American Linda-Sue. and to the shock, disbelief, and horror of the 34 compliant tax payers in line behind you. Linda-Sue's whole world is turned upside down, right before there very tax-paying eyes)

It then proceeds to rain. inside. she lets her hair out. jumps up on the counter. and starts dancing. the back wall falls out and BAM! theres Def leppard playing, "pour some sugar on me"............................

If only this were real . If only the world were such a wonderfull place, perhaps we wouldnt have economic crises, perhaps we wouldnt even have economics. But its not. so now we have to deal with it. So have fun all of us (myself included) funding the very machine that perpetuated the downfall in the firstplace.


Jose Luiz.