Find myself looking at my tax statement on the house this morning, and of course, “it rubs me wrong.” I have been accused of talking too much about issues that are not of Oklahoma and of course, being boring.
So this morning, I have something different as your every day surprise. There are confirmations of an inter-connectivity and synchronicity which inspire, titillate, and confirm the inherent comedy of the Washington DC but I am not going to address them.
We will instead venture into the murky area of Oklahoma home owners advalorem taxes, which is extremely interesting, if you are into say, “Oklahoma home owners advalorem taxes.”
My kid came home one day with some math problems to solve and he was experiencing some difficulty with them so he asked me to help him with them. So I did. We sat down at the kitchen table and read the problems, and slowly and methodically, worked our way thru them, and after awhile, we found ourselves done.
A day or so later I inquired of him, “How did you do on the math thing?” And he said, “Boy! I am NEVER asking YOU for help again, I got a D.” So I said, “Why? I thought we had them nailed.” He replied, “Yeah, they were right, we only missed one, but the nine that were correct, she said they were NOT correct because we did not use the NEW METHOD in order to come to the answer.”
Well Smack My Butt and call me Judy! Go figure (pardon the pun).
What difference does it make if the answers are right? That is how I look at it, but then again I am rational, sane and somewhat pragmatic. Here is another math problem. “Groceries go up, because the price of diesel went up and therefore we have to pay more.”
Question: “If diesel fuel and gasoline go DOWN IN PRICE how come groceries stayed UP in theirs?”
I just do not understand this new math that is floating around the country, I don’t understand it at all. The county in which I live has raised my taxes again, this is something like the fifth or sixth straight year for these tax hogs. And I just do not understand.
The value of my home, because of the current mess in the rest of the country has decreased some $10,000+ dollars but my taxes increased on the property. I have at this time considered jumping on the telephone and calling them to ask “Is this an offer to purchase my property for this accessed price?”
If so … I am going to inform them that I am definitely ready to sell.
If this is considered “an offer on this little piece of America” at this price, they can have it. I will go out and purchase another house to live in or at best find a second job in order to stay in the one I am currently living in. But I understand that second jobs are not all that easy to come across these days, and the sky in no longer the limit anymore.
As I understand it, the Sky’s the limit is not correct. How can that be? The sky if you study it (and believe me in my dreamy world this is often a practice I indulge in for hours at a time) never ends. What kind of limit is that?
The earth it seems would be the limit, which my mother never understood as she would always say to me …. “Don! What in the earth?” … and of course, I answered with the preliminary head nod and shoulder shrug, obvious 12 year old answer of “I dunno,” which always seems to work on mothers.
That is what we need …. More earth … The earth is the limit.
Looking for another second (or third job if you have the time to spare) always has inherent problems. There is the matter of the job resume, which I am not all that good at to begin with.
- Could you please leave your resume for ten years and let us get back to you.
- Would you mind taking a polygraph, we don’t quite believe you.
- Can you work nights, weekends, and of course, double shifts.
- What size you take in a paper hat, apron, and frilly bandanna.
- Do you drugs and do you currently have any Viagra.
- Now repeat after me …. “Fries and a Shake with that today?”
Give them enough time and they will tax you out of existence, take your food, your home and your lively hood. I don’t know which of the two is the lesser evil anymore … The State or The County.
Tax you to the grave … The American Way … Any way you look at it, it just doesn’t add up.
OOO
