Someone famously wrote, “The law is an ass”, but I can’t remember who as I’ve never read Charles Dickens. But whoever it was had a point, the law does suck. Especially when it means I have to pay money. And none would have felt the painful sting of those famous words more than I, had I just been thinking of them that day the horror started.
I’d just finished a cheerful, hardworking, honest, true-blue, Aussie taxpaying day when I arrived home to a horrendous sight. There, amongst my mail was a letter from the State Debt Recovery Office. I had a distinct feeling that I was going to lose something.
For christ’s sake what had I done this time? Yet another jaywalking fine? What, is it also illegal to flip off cops I see hiding near traffic light crossings now? Or is this a freaking parking fine? It’s the inner city, come on! Parking illegally is the only way to actually park in the same suburb that you live! What more could you possibly want from me?!
It’s money. They wanted my money.