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De meeste lezers van dit blog zullen meegekregen hebben dat een Amerikaans staatsburger, Joe Stack, met zijn vliegtuigje een kamikaze-actie heeft uitgevoerd tegen het IRS gebouw in Austin, Texas, waar ook een FBI afdeling gehuisvest schijnt te zijn (geweest?). Van ‘democratische’ zijde wordt in Amerika alweer een link gelegd met de ’teabaggers’, in de bekende poging de Teaparty beweging te diskwalificeren door associatie met ’terrorisme’. Op American Thinker wordt (naar mijn mening nogal krampachtig) geprobeerd om aan de hand van de suicide note Mr. Stack in de ‘liberal’ hoek te duwen om zo de associatie te ontkrachten, maar deze note gelezen hebbende is dat (volgens mij) totaal irrelevant.

De brief geeft inzicht in de beweegredenen van Joe Stack, en helaas zijn de grieven van de man maar al te herkenbaar. Behalve dat hij de gruwelen van het socialisme inziet is hij ook het geloof in het kapitalisme verloren, en dat verklaart een groot deel van zijn wanhoop. Het geeft ook aan dat hij geen ’teabagger’ was, omdat de Teaparty beweging niet zo voor de constitutionele waarden zou strijden als zij de deugden van die Constitutie niet zou onderschrijven.

Maar genoeg van mij, hieronder volgt de onverkorte tekst van de suicide note, te lang om te vertalen, helaas. Een noodkreet van een wanhopige, die zeer veel stof tot overdenken geeft. Graag uw gedachten in de commentaren.

If you’re reading this, you’re no doubt asking yourself, “Why did this have to happen?” The simple truth is that it is complicated and has been coming for a long time. The writing process, started many months ago, was intended to be therapy in the face of the looming realization that there isn’t enough therapy in the world that can fix what is really broken. Needless to say, this rant could fill volumes with example after example if I would let it. I find the process of writing it frustrating, tedious, and probably pointless… especially given my gross inability to gracefully articulate my thoughts in light of the storm raging in my head. Exactly what is therapeutic about that I’m not sure, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

We are all taught as children that without laws there would be no society, only anarchy. Sadly, starting at early ages we in this country have been brainwashed to believe that, in return for our dedication and service, our government stands for justice for all. We are further brainwashed to believe that there is freedom in this place, and that we should be ready to lay our lives down for the noble principals represented by its founding fathers. Remember? One of these was “no taxation without representation”. I have spent the total years of my adulthood unlearning that crap from only a few years of my childhood. These days anyone who really stands up for that principal is promptly labeled a “crackpot”, traitor and worse.

While very few working people would say they haven’t had their fair share of taxes (as can I), in my lifetime I can say with a great degree of certainty that there has never been a politician cast a vote on any matter with the likes of me or my interests in mind. Nor, for that matter, are they the least bit interested in me or anything I have to say.

Why is it that a handful of thugs and plunderers can commit unthinkable atrocities (and in the case of the GM executives, for scores of years) and when it’s time for their gravy train to crash under the weight of their gluttony and overwhelming stupidity, the force of the full federal government has no difficulty coming to their aid within days if not hours? Yet at the same time, the joke we call the American medical system, including the drug and insurance companies, are murdering tens of thousands of people a year and stealing from the corpses and victims they cripple, and this country’s leaders don’t see this as important as bailing out a few of their vile, rich cronies. Yet, the political “representatives” (thieves, liars, and self-serving scumbags is far more accurate) have endless time to sit around for year after year and debate the state of the “terrible health care problem”. It’s clear they see no crisis as long as the dead people don’t get in the way of their corporate profits rolling in.

And justice? You’ve got to be kidding!

How can any rational individual explain that white elephant conundrum in the middle of our tax system and, indeed, our entire legal system? Here we have a system that is, by far, too complicated for the brightest of the master scholars to understand. Yet, it mercilessly “holds accountable” its victims, claiming that they’re responsible for fully complying with laws not even the experts understand. The law “requires” a signature on the bottom of a tax filing; yet no one can say truthfully that they understand what they are signing; if that’s not “duress” than what is. If this is not the measure of a totalitarian regime, nothing is.

How did I get here?

My introduction to the real American nightmare starts back in the early ‘80s. Unfortunately after more than 16 years of school, somewhere along the line I picked up the absurd, pompous notion that I could read and understand plain English. Some friends introduced me to a group of people who were having ‘tax code’ readings and discussions. In particular, zeroed in on a section relating to the wonderful “exemptions” that make institutions like the vulgar, corrupt Catholic Church so incredibly wealthy. We carefully studied the law (with the help of some of the “best”, high-paid, experienced tax lawyers in the business), and then began to do exactly what the “big boys” were doing (except that we weren’t steeling from our congregation or lying to the government about our massive profits in the name of God). We took a great deal of care to make it all visible, following all of the rules, exactly the way the law said it was to be done.

The intent of this exercise and our efforts was to bring about a much-needed re-evaluation of the laws that allow the monsters of organized religion to make such a mockery of people who earn an honest living. However, this is where I learned that there are two “interpretations” for every law; one for the very rich, and one for the rest of us… Oh, and the monsters are the very ones making and enforcing the laws; the inquisition is still alive and well today in this country.

That little lesson in patriotism cost me $40,000+, 10 years of my life, and set my retirement plans back to 0. It made me realize for the first time that I live in a country with an ideology that is based on a total and complete lie. It also made me realize, not only how naive I had been, but also the incredible stupidity of the American public; that they buy, hook, line, and sinker, the crap about their “freedom”… and that they continue to do so with eyes closed in the face of overwhelming evidence and all that keeps happening in front of them.

Before even having to make a shaky recovery from the sting of the first lesson on what justice really means in this country (around 1984 after making my way through engineering school and still another five years of “paying my dues”), I felt I finally had to take a chance of launching my dream of becoming an independent engineer.

On the subjects of engineers and dreams of independence, I should digress somewhat to say that I’m sure that I inherited the fascination for creative problem solving from my father. I realized this at a very young age.

The significance of independence, however, came much later during my early years of college; at the age of 18 or 19 when I was living on my own as student in an apartment in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. My neighbor was an elderly retired woman (80+ seemed ancient to me at that age) who was the widowed wife of a retired steel worker. Her husband had worked all his life in the steel mills of central Pennsylvania with promises from big business and the union that, for his 30 years of service, he would have a pension and medical care to look forward to in his retirement. Instead he was one of the thousands who got nothing because the incompetent mill management and corrupt union (not to mention the government) raided their pension funds and stole their retirement. All she had was social security to live on.

In retrospect, the situation was laughable because here I was living on peanut butter and bread (or Ritz crackers when I could afford to splurge) for months at a time. When I got to know this poor figure and heard her story I felt worse for her plight than for my own (I, after all, I thought I had everything to in front of me). I was genuinely appalled at one point, as we exchanged stories and commiserated with each other over our situations, when she in her grandmotherly fashion tried to convince me that I would be “healthier” eating cat food (like her) rather than trying to get all my substance from peanut butter and bread. I couldn’t quite go there, but the impression was made. I decided that I didn’t trust big business to take care of me, and that I would take responsibility for my own future and myself.

Return to the early ‘80s, and here I was off to a terrifying start as a ‘wet-behind-the-ears’ contract software engineer… and two years later, thanks to the fine backroom, midnight effort by the sleazy executives of Arthur Andersen (the very same folks who later brought us Enron and other such calamities) and an equally sleazy New York Senator (Patrick Moynihan), we saw the passage of 1986 tax reform act with its section 1706.

For you who are unfamiliar, here is the core text of the IRS Section 1706, defining the treatment of workers (such as contract engineers) for tax purposes. Visit this link for a conference committee report ( regarding the intended interpretation of Section 1706 and the relevant parts of Section 530, as amended. For information on how these laws affect technical services workers and their clients, read our discussion here (


(a) IN GENERAL – Section 530 of the Revenue Act of 1978 is amended by adding at the end thereof the following new subsection:

(d) EXCEPTION. – This section shall not apply in the case of an individual who pursuant to an arrangement between the taxpayer and another person, provides services for such other person as an engineer, designer, drafter, computer programmer, systems analyst, or other similarly skilled worker engaged in a similar line of work.

(b) EFFECTIVE DATE. – The amendment made by this section shall apply to remuneration paid and services rendered after December 31, 1986.


  • “another person” is the client in the traditional job-shop relationship.
  • “taxpayer” is the recruiter, broker, agency, or job shop.
  • “individual”, “employee”, or “worker” is you.

Admittedly, you need to read the treatment to understand what it is saying but it’s not very complicated. The bottom line is that they may as well have put my name right in the text of section (d). Moreover, they could only have been more blunt if they would have came out and directly declared me a criminal and non-citizen slave. Twenty years later, I still can’t believe my eyes.

During 1987, I spent close to $5000 of my ‘pocket change’, and at least 1000 hours of my time writing, printing, and mailing to any senator, congressman, governor, or slug that might listen; none did, and they universally treated me as if I was wasting their time. I spent countless hours on the L.A. freeways driving to meetings and any and all of the disorganized professional groups who were attempting to mount a campaign against this atrocity. This, only to discover that our efforts were being easily derailed by a few moles from the brokers who were just beginning to enjoy the windfall from the new declaration of their “freedom”. Oh, and don’t forget, for all of the time I was spending on this, I was loosing income that I couldn’t bill clients.

After months of struggling it had clearly gotten to be a futile exercise. The best we could get for all of our trouble is a pronouncement from an IRS mouthpiece that they weren’t going to enforce that provision (read harass engineers and scientists). This immediately proved to be a lie, and the mere existence of the regulation began to have its impact on my bottom line; this, of course, was the intended effect.

Again, rewind my retirement plans back to 0 and shift them into idle. If I had any sense, I clearly should have left abandoned engineering and never looked back.

Instead I got busy working 100-hour workweeks. Then came the L.A. depression of the early 1990s. Our leaders decided that they didn’t need the all of those extra Air Force bases they had in Southern California, so they were closed; just like that. The result was economic devastation in the region that rivaled the widely publicized Texas S&L fiasco. However, because the government caused it, no one gave a shit about all of the young families who lost their homes or street after street of boarded up houses abandoned to the wealthy loan companies who received government funds to “shore up” their windfall. Again, I lost my retirement.

Years later, after weathering a divorce and the constant struggle trying to build some momentum with my business, I find myself once again beginning to finally pick up some speed. Then came the .COM bust and the 911 nightmare. Our leaders decided that all aircraft were grounded for what seemed like an eternity; and long after that, ‘special’ facilities like San Francisco were on security alert for months. This made access to my customers prohibitively expensive. Ironically, after what they had done the Government came to the aid of the airlines with billions of our tax dollars … as usual they left me to rot and die while they bailed out their rich, incompetent cronies WITH MY MONEY! After these events, there went my business but not quite yet all of my retirement and savings.

By this time, I’m thinking that it might be good for a change. Bye to California, I’ll try Austin for a while. So I moved, only to find out that this is a place with a highly inflated sense of self-importance and where damn little real engineering work is done. I’ve never experienced such a hard time finding work. The rates are 1/3 of what I was earning before the crash, because pay rates here are fixed by the three or four large companies in the area who are in collusion to drive down prices and wages… and this happens because the justice department is all on the take and doesn’t give a fuck about serving anyone or anything but themselves and their rich buddies.

To survive, I was forced to cannibalize my savings and retirement, the last of which was a small IRA. This came in a year with mammoth expenses and not a single dollar of income. I filed no return that year thinking that because I didn’t have any income there was no need. The sleazy government decided that they disagreed. But they didn’t notify me in time for me to launch a legal objection so when I attempted to get a protest filed with the court I was told I was no longer entitled to due process because the time to file ran out. Bend over for another $10,000 helping of justice.

So now we come to the present. After my experience with the CPA world, following the business crash I swore that I’d never enter another accountant’s office again. But here I am with a new marriage and a boatload of undocumented income, not to mention an expensive new business asset, a piano, which I had no idea how to handle. After considerable thought I decided that it would be irresponsible NOT to get professional help; a very big mistake.

When we received the forms back I was very optimistic that they were in order. I had taken all of the years information to Bill Ross, and he came back with results very similar to what I was expecting. Except that he had neglected to include the contents of Sheryl’s unreported income; $12,700 worth of it. To make matters worse, Ross knew all along this was missing and I didn’t have a clue until he pointed it out in the middle of the audit. By that time it had become brutally evident that he was representing himself and not me.

This left me stuck in the middle of this disaster trying to defend transactions that have no relationship to anything tax-related (at least the tax-related transactions were poorly documented). Things I never knew anything about and things my wife had no clue would ever matter to anyone. The end result is… well, just look around.

I remember reading about the stock market crash before the “great” depression and how there were wealthy bankers and businessmen jumping out of windows when they realized they screwed up and lost everything. Isn’t it ironic how far we’ve come in 60 years in this country that they now know how to fix that little economic problem; they just steal from the middle class (who doesn’t have any say in it, elections are a joke) to cover their asses and it’s “business-as-usual”. Now when the wealthy fuck up, the poor get to die for the mistakes… isn’t that a clever, tidy solution.

As government agencies go, the FAA is often justifiably referred to as a tombstone agency, though they are hardly alone. The recent presidential puppet GW Bush and his cronies in their eight years certainly reinforced for all of us that this criticism rings equally true for all of the government. Nothing changes unless there is a body count (unless it is in the interest of the wealthy sows at the government trough). In a government full of hypocrites from top to bottom, life is as cheap as their lies and their self-serving laws.

I know I’m hardly the first one to decide I have had all I can stand. It has always been a myth that people have stopped dying for their freedom in this country, and it isn’t limited to the blacks, and poor immigrants. I know there have been countless before me and there are sure to be as many after. But I also know that by not adding my body to the count, I insure nothing will change. I choose to not keep looking over my shoulder at “big brother” while he strips my carcass, I choose not to ignore what is going on all around me, I choose not to pretend that business as usual won’t continue; I have just had enough.

I can only hope that the numbers quickly get too big to be white washed and ignored that the American zombies wake up and revolt; it will take nothing less. I would only hope that by striking a nerve that stimulates the inevitable double standard, knee-jerk government reaction that results in more stupid draconian restrictions people wake up and begin to see the pompous political thugs and their mindless minions for what they are. Sadly, though I spent my entire life trying to believe it wasn’t so, but violence not only is the answer, it is the only answer. The cruel joke is that the really big chunks of shit at the top have known this all along and have been laughing, at and using this awareness against, fools like me all along.

I saw it written once that the definition of insanity is repeating the same process over and over and expecting the outcome to suddenly be different. I am finally ready to stop this insanity. Well, Mr. Big Brother IRS man, let’s try something different; take my pound of flesh and sleep well.

The communist creed: From each according to his ability, to each according to his need.

The capitalist creed: From each according to his gullibility, to each according to his greed.

Joe Stack (1956-2010)


Who is John Galt?


  1. Oei, wat een verhaal.
    En wat een herkenbaarheid met Nederlandse toestanden.
    Het zou inderdaad interessant kunnen zijn als er iemand de interesse op kan brengen om er een Nederlandse samenvatting van te maken. Wie?

  2. @Devidas [2]: Dank je wel, Devidas, maar die online vertalingen kunnen de toets der kritiek absoluut niet weerstaan. Desalniettemin kunnen lezers die de Engelse taal niet machtig zijn hier een goede indicatie uit halen van de problematiek.

  3. @Fugy [4]:

    Het is de hoogste tijd dat “onschuldige mensen” zich gaan afvragen in hoeverre zij onschuldig zijn.

    Onschuldig aan niet grondwettelijke afpersing.

    Onschuldig aan associatie met een terroristische organisatie.

    Onschuldig aan het meewerken aan georganiseerde- en gelegaliseerde misdaden jegens de inwoners van het eigen land alsmede inwoners van andere landen.

    “Onschuldige mensen” zullen in toenemende mate rekening moeten gaan houden met dergelijke “verrassingen”.

    Bezint, eer gij een bureaucratische baan begint.

    R. Hartman (NI) [10] reageerde op deze reactie.
    TurboJan [11] reageerde op deze reactie.

  4. in de states gaan de “geruchten” al rond dat dit een false flag operatie van de cia was, gericht op de kritieke mens (wij dus). had al een tijdje een tendense opgemerkt dat de overheden bezig zijn om de kritieke mens de mond te snoeren, nu heeft 1 van ons een kamikaze actie uitgevoerd, de regeringen kunnen niet wachten om de link te leggen tussen ons en gevaarlijk, geweldadig etc (wij de kritieke mens worden tot de nieuwe/volgende terrorist gebrand merkt).

    beide berichten gaan hier over.

    Paul Martens [8] reageerde op deze reactie.

  5. @fuqua [7]: Zou kunnen, dat het een “false flag operation” van de CIA was. Maar het effect blijft hetzelfde: iemand kiest voor levensbeëindiging met voor hem goede redenen. En mensen kunnen notie nemen van die redenen!

    Ik vind het een goed verhaal. Dit zouden meer mensen eens goed moeten lezen en overdenken. Vooral de hypocrisie die zich overheid noemt.

  6. @Andre [5]:

    Wow 🙂

    Maar wat een dijk van een brief!! Het is behoorlijk tragisch maar zo waar. Ik heb over dit gebeuren overigens nauwelijks wat gezien in de vaderlandsche media; Op een verdrongen artikel en op een piepklein artikeltje van nog geen 100 woorden. Op tv helemaal niets! Zal wel komen omdat zijn motivatie mensen nogal aan het denken kan zetten en dat is natuurlijk uit den boze met nieuwe verkiezingen om de hoek. De kiezers hebben op dit moment voornamelijk behoefte aan campagne rhetoriek en politiek toneelspel

    Ragnar [12] reageerde op deze reactie.

  7. @TurboJan [11]: “Zal wel komen omdat zijn motivatie mensen nogal aan het denken kan zetten en dat is natuurlijk uit den boze met nieuwe verkiezingen om de hoek. ”
    Misschien ligt hier een mogelijkheid voor de vrijspreker om net nu er verkiezingen zijn, dit groots onder de aandacht te brengen?
    Vraag is hoe. Wellicht een prijs uitschrijven van 1000 euro voor wie het interessantste essay schrijft over dit onderwerp.
    Zo neemt de site zelf geen stelling in, doch krijgen we een hoop gratis publiciteit. Om verwijten te voorkomen, kunnen we zelfs besluiten 2 prijzen uit te reiken. Nl. de beste verdediging van de man en de beste veroordeling van zijn daden. Zo blijven we perfect neutraal, maar hebben we wel het onderwerp op de agenda gezet.

  8. Zijn jeugd is denk ik idd wel de achtergrond geweest waarom hij zo vasthoudend duizenden brieven naar de mafia schreef, vragend om rechtvaardigheid.
    Als je puur naar de 1e orde logica kijkt dan dreigt de overheid je met het afnemen van heel je leven, als je ze niet half je leven geeft.
    Joe gaf nu zijn hele leven, dat is betreurenswaardig.

    Maar de emoties zijn bij iedereen wel herkenbaar denk ik. Je bent een hulpeloos radertje in hun machine, alleen omdat je zo graag wilt blijven leven.

  9. “False Flag” operatie is weer typisch zo’n complottheorie.

    Maar oh oh oh, wat is het wel weer toevallig.
    Net als de Tea Party beweging en types als Ron Paul steeds populairder worden via legitieme en democratische wegen, besluit een anti-overheids en anti-belastingen eenling een vliegtuig in een IRS-gebouw te boren.

  10. Dat gebeurt er als je speelt volgens de regels gesteld door de hogere klassen. Zij achtten zich beter dan de middenklasse, al zijn zij grotendeels afhankelijk van de klasse die zij verachtten.
    Je kan het beste hard tegen hard spelen, en ze dus met gelijke munt terug betalen.
    “If you can’t beat them, join them”

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