No Taxation without Representation
Today I got a council tax reminder notice saying that if I didn’t pay my late council tax within the next seven days I would be taken to court and incur an additional £95 court cost. It’s dire straights these days: I had to choose between paying the council tax or buying food this week. I chose food.
And speaking of food, has anyone else noticed it’s gone up? I dropped £12 today at Tescos for:
Toilet Paper
Coffee
Milk
Honey
2 Fishes (where you have to skin, bone and chop off the head yourself ’cause it’s cheaper)
Honey (which PJ has in tea instead of sugar, which is bad for him)
2 apples
2 bagles
Anyway, called the Council to see if they could give me a reprieve. It’s an 0845 number, by the way, which I don’t understand ’cause it’s the government, right? At first the very nice lady said that she couldn’t help me because I’m not on income assistance. I told her that I couldn’t get on income assistance because I’m a foreigner and it’s illegal because of the visa and all. Eventually, she did help me. Gave me a 7 day extension before they take me to court.
The thing is that they didn’t have to help me at all because I’m not a voting citizen…I’m a foreigner, or did I say that already? I’m reminded that “no taxation without representation” was one of the reasons why American broke from this country to begin with. (All of you complaining about Boris…at least you got to vote.)
Then there’s the bank charges, but I don’t want to get into that yet. It’s too depressing.
You’re probably saying, “if you don’t like it then just go the hell home.” Well, honestly, at this point, I probably would. At least I can go on welfare and get food stamps back in the States. But because fuel prices are so high, I can’t afford the airfare.



Was doing a gig up near Oxford Circus today, and I couldn’t help but notice how rude people were being to each other. Really, is a bit of tat for your brat worth it? I’m so sick of all the commercials telling me to buy this and buy that for Christmas. Can we just have a moratorium on the buying this Christmas? Actually, I think I’m gonna do that. No new purchases. I got a butt load of wooly hats left over from goodie bags I got from the LFS Grad Show. That’s my family sorted. If they don’t like it, they can send the hats to the freezing starving kids in Russia. Bah Humbug to all you naughty Oxford Street shoppers!