I just visited the Council offices in an attempt to reach an amicable resolution about my recent Court summons for non payment of tax. The lady behind the desk said, “I am not the Council, I cannot log into the system.” Whilst wearing a badge that read ‘District Council’ and tapping away at terminal. I explained my situation, calmly, and told her that I can either give up half of my earnings for the year, or get fed in prison and be tarred with the brush of being a criminal for the remainder of my days. It’s Catch 22. I’m damned if I do, and damned if I don’t.
My imagined log-cabin in the Rocky mountain forest seems more appealing than ever now.
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