Both Social Security and the company I do research work for send me a gift this time of year. Well, perhaps calling a 1099 a gift is more than a bit of a stretch of the imagination. These little slips of paper push me between the rock and the hard place as it does I am sure they do to many of you. This is because Uncle Sam now can put the bite on me and oh how he clenches his teeth as he does--ouchy! Last year I had to request a payment schedule and fortunately Sam so graciously said yes -- he gave me until August of last year to pay up what I owed. Thanks so much Sam and ah, "Uncle."
As someone who had worked from age 17 to 2006 when I became permanently disabled I paid my dues like everyone else. Don't misunderstand, I'm not saying I shouldn't have to pay anything at all. I am saying that perhaps there should be some sort of a "bail-out" or reduced income tax plan for those of us who are on a fixed income. Over the years we have paid and paid and PAID and who now have received no increases to meet the raised cost of living in this country. If you prick me, do I not bleed -- yes I do. So Sam, please stop bleeding me, maybe just a little?