Tantrum Over Taxes in Texas
The young fellow you see here, with his picture of a piggy bank and the challenge, “My money – come and take it,” was at the rally in Austin earlier this week, held in favor of the secession of Texas from the United States of America. I don’t know his name, but the rally was organized by the Texas Independence Movement – TIM – so, let’s call him Timmy
Back in the day, pig was a term some people used to refer to police officers. Nowadays, the pig seems more easily to evoke people like Timmy, who want the world to give them everything, and don’t want to have to give anything back in return.
Does Timmy even understand what his money is? Before he goes off half-cocked complaining about how the government is stealing his money, he might want to actually take a look at that money. No, not at his credit card. I mean at the actual money, the stuff that’s made of paper or metal.
Credit cards, after all, are nothing more than a promise of a loan of money. Money, in turn, is nothing more than a promise of something else of worth. That promise, like the money itself, is made by the government. Money is a thing that happens only when there are governments. Money is a government thing, through and through. The government can’t steal anybody’s money, because it already owns the stuff – it’s just out on loan.
It’s an ancient arrangement that the Greek philosopher Diogenes ranted against in his time, with his motto, deface the coinage. Notice the difference between Diogenes and Timmy? One has the vision to criticize the arrangement of money itself, but the other merely whines that he doesn’t want to share. If you want to be a critic of government, go the way of Diogenes, to the root of the problem: Reject money.
Timmy doesn’t have the imagination required to do that, because he doesn’t understand what he calls “my money”. He doesn’t understand that the creation of money is the beginning of a currency of relationship between society and the people in it. It would be ridiculous for me to go to a store with 500 dollars in cash, hand it over in return for a television set, then demand that the person return “my money”, but that’s what Timmy is doing.
Timmy has the attitude of a little boy who is used to living with his mommy and daddy and having all his need served without anything being asked of him in return. He says that his parents’ house is “my house”. He invites his friends over to watch “my television” or to play in “my backyard”.
Timmy wants his money back? Fine. Someone from the government will give him all the raw gold he is entitled to, as soon as Timmy returns all the things that his money, his taxes, are supposed to pay for.
First of all, Timmy will have to agree never to walk on the street again, or in a public square like the one that he’s carrying his piggy bank sign in. Timmy will have to give up all right to protection of his gold by the police. Timmy will relinquish his home, which is provided through the governmental laws. Timmy’s car will have to go too. Even the clothes on Timmy’s back will have to go away, given that they’re provided by means of government-supervised commercial interactions.
If Timmy wants to get new clothes, or anything else, he’ll have to pay with a chunk of gold, and take it for granted that the gold that’s being demanded of him will actually be the right amount. If Timmy wants to get a job, Timmy will have to take objects, like chickens, in return, and if his boss cheats him, Timmy will just have to take it, what without any government labor laws.
Let Timmy sleep out in a field outside of town, with his gold bricks as a pillow. If you really want your money back, and you want to stop all transactions with the government, Timmy, that’s what you need to do.
Don’t be a wimp, Timmy. No half measures! Call the Federal Treasury today and demand what’s yours!