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me right in the text of section （d）。 Moreover； they could only have been more blunt if they would have came out and directly declared me a criminal and non…citizen slave。 Twenty years later； I still can’t believe my eyes。
During 1987； I spent close to 5000 of my ‘pocket change’； and at least 1000 hours of my time writing； printing； and mailing to any senator； congressman； governor； or slug that might listen； none did； and they universally treated me as if I was wasting their time。 I spent countless hours on the L。A。 freeways driving to meetings and any and all of the disorganized professional groups who were attempting to mount a campaign against this atrocity。 This； only to discover that our efforts were being easily derailed by a few moles from the brokers who were just beginning to enjoy the windfall from the new declaration of their “freedom”。 Oh； and don’t forget； for all of the time I was spending on this； I was loosing ine that I couldn’t bill clients。
After months of struggling it had clearly gotten to be a futile exercise。 The best we could get for all of our trouble is a pronouncement from an IRS mouthpiece that they weren’t going to enforce that provision （read harass engineers and scientists）。 This immediately proved to be a lie； and the mere existence of the regulation began to have its impact on my bottom line； this； of course； was the intended effect。
Again； rewind my retirement plans back to 0 and shift them into idle。 If I had any sense； I clearly should have left abandoned engineering and never looked back。
Instead I got busy working 100…hour workweeks。 Then came the L。A。 depression of the early 1990s。 Our leaders decided that they didn’t need the all of those extra Air Force bases they had in Southern California； so they were closed； just like that。 The result was economic devastation in the region that rivaled the widely publicized Texas S&L fiasco。 However； because the government caused it； no one gave a shit about all of the young families who lost their homes or street after street of boarded up houses abandoned to the wealthy loan panies who received government funds to “shore up” their windfall。 Again； I lost my retirement。
Years later； after weathering a divorce and the constant struggle trying to build some momentum with my business； I find myself once again beginning to finally pick up some speed。 Then came the bust and the 911 nightmare。 Our leaders decided that all aircraft were grounded for what seemed like an eternity； and long after that； ‘special’ facilities like San Francisco were on security alert for months。 This made access to my customers prohibitively expensive。 Ironically； after what they had done the Government came to the aid of the airlines with billions of our tax dollars … as usual they left me to rot and die while they bailed out their rich； inpetent cronies WITH MY MONEY！ After these events； there went my business but not quite yet all of my retirement and savings。
By this time； I’m thinking that it might be good for a change。 Bye to California； I’ll try Austin for a while。 So I moved； only to find out that this is a place with a highly inflated sense of self…importance and where damn little real engineering work is done。 I’ve never experienced such a hard time finding work。 The rates are 1/3 of what I was earning before the crash； because pay rates here are fixed by the three or four large panies in the area who are in collusion to drive down prices and wages… and this happens because the justice department is all on the take and doesn’t give a fuck about serving anyone or anything but themselves and their rich buddies。
To survive； I was forced to cannibalize my savings and retirement； the last of which was a small IRA。 This came in a year with mammoth expenses and not a single dollar of ine。 I filed no return that year thinking that because I didn’t have any ine there was no need。 The sleazy government decided that they disagreed。 But they didn’t notify me in time for me to launch a legal objection so when I attempted to get a protest filed with the court I was told I was no longer entitled to due process because the time to file ran out。 Bend over for another 10；000 helping of justice。
So now we e to the present。 After my experience with the CPA world； following the business crash I swore that I’d never enter another accountant’s office again。 But here I am with a new marriage and a boatload of undocumented ine； not to mention an expensive new business asset； a piano； which I had no idea how to handle。 After considerable thought I decided that it would be irresponsible NOT to get professional help； a very big mistake。
When we received the forms back I was very optimistic that they were in order。 I had taken all of the years information to Bill Ross； and he came back with results very similar to what I was expecting。 Except that he had neglected to include the contents of Sheryl’s unreported ine； 12；700 worth of it。 To make matters worse； Ross knew all along this was missing and I didn’t have a clue until he pointed it out in the middle of the audit。 By that time it had bee brutally evident that he was representing himself and not me。
This left me stuck in the middle of this disaster trying to defend transactions that have no relationship to anything tax…related （at least the tax…related transactions were poorly documented）。 Things I never knew anything about and things my wife had no clue would ever matter to anyone。 The end result is… well； just look around。
I remember reading about the stock market crash before the “great” depression and how there were wealthy bankers and businessmen jumping out of windows when they realized they screwed up and lost everything。 Isn’t it ironic how far we’ve e in 60 years in this country that they now know how to fix that little economic problem； they just steal from the middle class （who doesn’t have any say in it； elections are a joke） to cover their asses and it’s “business…as…usual”。 Now when the wealthy fuck up； the poor get to die for the mistakes… isn’t that a clever； tidy solution。
As government agencies go； the FAA is often justifiably referred to as a tombstone agency； though they are hardly alone。 The recent presidential puppet GW Bush and his cronies in their eight years certainly reinforced for all of us that this criticism rings equally true for all of the government。 Nothing changes unless there is a body count （unless it is in the interest of the wealthy sows at the government trough）。 In a government full of hypocrites from top to bottom； life is as cheap as their lies and their self…serving laws。
I know I’m hardly the first one to decide I have had all I can stand。 It has always been a myth that people have stopped dying for their freedom in this country； and it isn’t limited to the blacks； and poor immigrants。 I know there have been countless before me and there are sure to be as many after。 But I also know that by not adding my body to the count； I insure nothing will change。 I choose to not keep looking over my shoulder at “big brother” while he strips my carcass； I choose not to ignore what is going on all around me； I choose not to pretend th