I have never been unemployed.
That is not a brag or a holier-than-thou statement, but I mention it for a reason.
Having never known unemployment means two things. It means that from the day I graduated to the day I retired I have had to pay tax. Every fucking year a large chunk of my salary disappeared never to be seen again. The other thing is that never having been unemployed, I have never ever claimed any kind of benefit from the system.
For nearly all of the forty or so years of employment I paid a reduced rate of Social Welfare payment. Aha, you say, so I saved there? No I didn’t. Because it was reduced rate I wasn’t entitled to anything. I have never received any of the benefits that a normal Social Welfare rate would have given me, such as medical or dental benefits.
The bottom line is that for forty or so years I have been paying shed loads of cash into a system and have never received anything in return.
I am retired now and I consider that I have earned a quiet peaceful retirement the hard way. I have paid for this retirement through doing work that frequently I detested and was often dangerous. I frequently had to work outdoors in all weathers. I was used and abused by my employers with rarely a word of thanks. And of course I have paid a small fortune in taxes, VAT and other duties.
I deserve to be left alone.
But now they are demanding that I pay a tax on the property that I inhabit.
This is not a tax that can in any remote way be described as payment for a service. It is a tax that is levied for the simple reason that I can’t deny that I live in a house. To all intents and purposes it is a tax on the fact that I worked hard and was prudent. It is a tax on the fact that I wanted a secure home for my family.
And what is this tax going to be used for?
The money is to be used for paying debts that I never incurred.
I never benefitted from the “boom years”. I drive a nine year old car. I have no foreign properties. During the entire period I never even borrowed any money. I believe in paying my way, and if I want something, I will save and pay cash. Now they are demanding that I pay for the recklessness of others simply because I was prudent.
They can go fuck themselves.
I don’t give a damn if they come knocking on my door – I won’t pay.
I don’t give a damn if they impose fines – I won’t pay.
If they want to incarcerate me, then so be it. I still won’t pay.
They say it’s only €100. A mere €2 a week. Less than the cost of a cup of coffee or a newspaper. Maybe so but only the terminally brain-dead will believe that next year it won’t be €500, or €1,000 or even €5,000.
They say that other European countries have property taxes and it’s only fair that we have the same. I don’t give a flying fuck about other European countries, just as they don’t give a flying fuck about me. If it is so important to be like other European countries, why am I paying twice as much for tobacco here? Why am I paying three or four times the price for simple stuff bought in a chemist? But they only compare us with other European countries when it suits them.
The time has come to make a stand.
I have had enough.