Just found out the hard way you can’t buy out of state vehicles without getting dinged for a minimum of $305.00. IMF or infrastructure maintenance fee. Apparently they “misplaced” all the road money already allocated and collected.
Reminds me of The Tax Poem that I found in my dad’s Matthew Henry Bible Commentary in the 1990s that everybody now knows:
Tax his land, Tax his bed, Tax the table at which he’s fed.
Tax his land, Tax his mule, Teach him taxes are the rule.
Tax his work, Tax his pay, He’s working for peanuts anyway.
Tax his cow, Take his goat, Tax his pants and Tax his coat, Tax his ties and Tax his shirt, Tax his work, Tax his dirt.
Tax his tobacco, Tax his drink, Tax him if he tries to think.
Tax his cigars, Tax his beers, If he cries Tax his tears.
Tax his car, Tax his gas, Find other ways to tax his ass.
Tax all he has, then let him know that you won’t be done until he has no dough.
When he screams and hollers than tax him some more, Tax him til he’s good and sore.
Then tax his coffin, Tax his grave, Tax the sod in which he’s laid.
Put these words upon his tomb, ‘Taxes drove me to my doom…..”
When he’s done do not relax. It’s time to apply the inheritance tax.
I grew up In Kingstree back in the 60’s as a child till I was around 7. Great neighbors, kids our age next door and up and down the street. Playing ball, riding bikes, Swimming in Black river in the summer. Man that cold water was nice on a hot day. Good times. Some of my favorite childhood memories were made there.Try living in Williamsburg county, where everyone, including the sheriff got caught embezzling money. They tax everything TO DEATH!
How many times will the same dollar bill be taxed over the years it is in circulation? I don't know, either, but I know that the answer would be mind-boggling.Reminds me of The Tax Poem that I found in my dad’s Matthew Henry Bible Commentary in the 1990s that everybody now knows:
Tax his land, Tax his bed, Tax the table at which he’s fed.
Tax his land, Tax his mule, Teach him taxes are the rule.
Tax his work, Tax his pay, He’s working for peanuts anyway.
Tax his cow, Take his goat, Tax his pants and Tax his coat, Tax his ties and Tax his shirt, Tax his work, Tax his dirt.
Tax his tobacco, Tax his drink, Tax him if he tries to think.
Tax his cigars, Tax his beers, If he cries Tax his tears.
Tax his car, Tax his gas, Find other ways to tax his ass.
Tax all he has, then let him know that you won’t be done until he has no dough.
When he screams and hollers than tax him some more, Tax him til he’s good and sore.
Then tax his coffin, Tax his grave, Tax the sod in which he’s laid.
Put these words upon his tomb, ‘Taxes drove me to my doom…..”
When he’s done do not relax. It’s time to apply the inheritance tax.
In Los Angeles every time a dollar is spent the state tax alone is 9.5%. Add federal Income tax on the other end and hell the dollar is probably gone after less than 4 transactionsHow many times will the same dollar bill be taxed over the years it is in circulation? I don't know, either, but I know that the answer would be mind-boggling.
We also need laws making fraud and theft of tax payer dollars a Capital punishment offense with full restitution including every asset you and your family owns. Period. There is NO deterrent presently. People go to DC for one purpose today. To steal.We need DOGE, an honest and good DOGE, more than ever.
And of course, there’s the sky-high gas tax.In Los Angeles every time a dollar is spent the state tax alone is 9.5%. Add federal Income tax on the other end and hell the dollar is probably gone after less than 4 transactions
Forgot about that. That dollar is gone after ya pump less than a gallon in cali. Why is anyone still living there? Give it back to Mexico and wall it off.And of course, there’s the sky-high gas tax.
So they wanted more taxes to pad their graft.Try living in Williamsburg county, where everyone, including the sheriff got caught embezzling money. They tax everything TO DEATH!
Pretty much, they increase taxes every yearSo they wanted more taxes to pad their graft.