I’m neck deep in my annual tax return preparations. The bad part is that I won’t get several documents for weeks yet–though I know they won’t affect the outcome of my calculations–since those numbers are already factored. However, I am reminded once again that we need a flat tax of some sort, preferably not even on income. The number of caveats and exceptions and exemptions and pure old-fashioned confusion which attends any attempt to understand the tax code as it applies to a financially average citizen is mind-numbing.
As I go through my helpful tax prep software (as someone who writes specifications for financial and other software) I am impressed by the amount of work which went into building all of the business rules necessary to make the calculations work. The back of that tapestry, as it were, is one remarkable skein of knots.
There is no reason we could not simplify the tax code–except for all the people (and I count myself among that number)–who are placed into groups for special treatment, special breaks, special stuff to satisfy this lobby and that one and the other one. Forget a color-blind nation, how about a group-blind nation? Just don’t worry about me as anything other than an individual. Call me a group of one. Make it a slogan. “You are/I am a Group of One.” Just do not continue to inflict such pain upon me with reference to taxation that I fear getting it wrong. And yes, fear is the operative word. And no, such a fear is not healthy–it is debilitating.
I’ve talked about it before. I do not wish for anarchy. I am not against government. I realize that government needs some type of taxation to fund its necessary and Constitutional responsibilities.
Let’s make the system of taxation as just as is possible, shall we? The current attempt to make things fair is anything but.