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The hardest thing in the world to understand is the income tax.
- Albert Einstein

taxation would really be one of the ugly realities of the working world. initially, you'd think you've got yourself a lucrative job contract, but come your payslips, that's when the delusion fades. your bubble bursts, and you feel like you're being robbed of your hard-earned moolah.

while looking at my YTD taxes from my December payslip, freaky mimi, i was taken aback. for the first time, i worked for a full calendar year.. and for the first time i knew the fugliness of taxation. there it was... almost **,000 pesos of taxes taken away from my pay! unbelievable...

then i began to do the tax computations myself.
get the tax table and use Excel to tally my monthly pays and exemptions.
heck, Payroll was right with the deductions.

and then i began to rant on what i could've bought with that money.
man, i could've even paid out my oustanding credit card dues in full.
or i could've bought my sister a desktop PC.
or i could've feasted in boracay for a week-long escapade.

then, the end of all-then's.
i took a deep sigh. and i realized... it's for real.

it would've been a good thing though if you can see where your taxes go.
other countries have outstanding national programs, which would make you appreciate the way how their government values the public's money.
BUT FCUK OUR GOVERNMENT!
FCUK THIS CORRUPT AND DECAYING GOVERNMENT!
our politicians just want to leech on their pork barrels to finance their luxurious and sinful lifestyle.
they even don't know how to effectively manage fundings and initiate genuine social development.

what you get are mediocre projects, which most of the time are overbudgeted or left unfinished.
and those non-existent foundation funding crap - injustice to the nth level.
on national tv, you see your leaders mudslinging all week (or even months) or even debating about charter change like kids.
and lowly as it is, your district gets a waiting shed sprayed with your congressman's name all over the roof (as if the money to build it came from his own pockets) which would eventually just stand as an eyesore as it gets dilapidated through the rainy season.
this you would later find out to be reportedly worth 1.5 million pesos.
cow dung.
what a blatant self-promotion for the next election, all expense-paid.

i wish they have those trapo's drugged up in Valium or be fed to the hungry lions. they're no good after all.
mga baboy at salot ng lipunan.
these freaks just don't have accountability to their people. as long as they can get away with their anomalies, they continue on to live shamelessly with their evil doings.
this is how seemingly hopeless this country is. "strong republic", my ass.
good thing i don't have a gun. or else, i'd shoot up any fat-ass mayor i see right now and leave a note by his corpse: "I WANT A TAX REFUND."
[i wish i was gutsy enough though.]

hey man, this is me, still not on caffeine.
swear, politicians really make my blood pressure shoot sky-rocketing levels up.

i know i'm not the sole person who feels this way and sure, we can dream all we want that all this tax nightmare would just drown into oblivion.
but at the end of the day, it would still dawn on you -- it's here to stay.
all you can just do is to embrace it and work your ass off.
be that corporate slave you've always been..

and pay your taxes right.