Letter to the I.RS.
Gentleman:
It is impossible for me to send you a check
as you request. My present finacial condition is
somewhat fragile due to the effects of federal laws, state laws, county laws, corporation laws, bylaws, brother-in-laws, mother-in-laws, and outlaws that have been foisted upon an unsuspecting public. Through the various laws I have been held down, held up, walked on, sat on, flattened and squeezed until I don’t know where I am, what I am, why I am, or if I am.
“These laws compel me to pay a merchants’ tax, capital stock tax, real esttae tax, property tax, auto tax, water tax, gas tax, light tax, cigarette tax, street tax, road tax, school tax, sales tax, occupation tax, processing tax, gasoline tax, personal proerty tax, state income tax, state franchise tax, electricity tax, federal income tax, cotton tax, payroll tax, old age pension tax, and – I almost said a carpet tax.
“I am suspected, insepcted, disrespected, examined,and re-examined until all I know is that I am supplicated for money for every known need, desire or hope of the so-called human race. And because I refuse to go out and beg, borrow or steal, I am cussed, discussed, boycotted, talked to, talked about, lied to, lied about, held up, held down, and robbed until I am plum ruined.
The only reason I am clinging to life is to see what the hell is coming next!
As printed in our paper, wrote by someone in 1930.
Not much ahs changed, except they’ve added more to the list.
Country Bumpkin