I’ll start with a song I have on the old vinyl music medium…
It’s an odd feeling when you get in a taxi and the taxi driver tells you where he’s going to take you. When you want a house extension of two rooms but the architect says four. When you want the extension in blue brick and the builder says red. Who is in charge here?
It’s clear really. The one paying is the one in charge. Or that’s how it used to be.
Not any more. We pay the council to tell us when we’re allowed to put the bin out and what’s allowed to be in it. We pay taxes so a TV licence crew can work with lies, entrapment and coercion while being aided and abetted by the police and courts. We pay the NHS to tell us how to live and we pay the Government to tell us what to do. We, the productive and creative ones, pay idiots to make us into drones. And we never question it.
If you earn money, you pay tax. If you spend money, you pay tax. If you want to insure the things you bought, you pay tax on the insurance too. No matter what you do, you give a slice of the money to people who didn’t work to earn it and who didn’t make the things you bought.
Worse, the people who did make the things you bought had to pay tax on their raw materials, on their business premises and any staff they may have, and then on the money you use to pay them which is money you’re already paid tax on – and you’re paying tax again on the things you’re buying.
No wonder we’re all skint while politicians – who do nothing productive – swan around in chauffeured cars and fly first class. We’re paying for all that, and in return they make up laws to keep us paying them and to keep us behaving as they direct.
The worst part is that so few people question it. Oh I know the very rich will hire a good accountant to reduce their tax bill as much as possible and the big corporations just put their business base in another country. I don’t blame them at all. When you look at Wastemonster and see what we’re paying for, it’s natural to be resentful.
Nothing is going to change until so many people ask ‘why?’ that they can no longer be ignored. That should be the first step.
It’s frustrating becasue the drones will laugh and ignore you but if you plant that question in their minds, that ‘why?’, it will drift around in there and it will eventually start to resurface.
When they look at their council tax bill that ‘why?’ will nudge at their minds. When they pay for petrol, when they see VAT on goods, when they look at the tax on their payslips… ‘why?’
Once it’s in there it won’t go away, and sooner or later one drone will turn to another and ask ‘Why?’
That’s where it gets interesting. Nothing happens while the question nags at individual minds but once it comes out it will spread. It has the potential to become a question the government can no longer ignore.
That’s when we find out they have no answer.