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letters Bewildered by Revenue Canada Dear Sir, I am a twenty-one year old, single male who has worked for the past five years. In 1983 I paid $1,968.38 for income tax on a taxable income of $12,473.18. Regently, I received a bill from Revenue Canada for an addition- al $1,032.03. According to the 1983 Tax Table, the total income tax payable for my income is $2,998.00, which is 24 per cent. I have receiv- ed two notices informing me that this amount is due, * plus interest ; the second notice also contained a threat to garnish wages if the balance is not paid. What choices do I have? First, I could borrow the money and pay an additional 15 per cent additional "interest ($154.00). Why :should an individual have to borrow money to pay the government if he wants to work? Should the working people be fined for working? Second, the govern- ment could garnish my wages, against my wish- es and without my consent. Is it morally right to take away from those who want to work and give to those who are too lazy and abuse the system by going on welfare? Last, I could chall- enge the system and go to court. Since I cannot afford a lawyer, my alternative is govern- ment sponsored legal aid. The government, in order to prosecute me, must pay a judge a prosecuting attorney, a (Turn to page 6) PORT PERRY STAR -- Tuesday, July 24, 1984 -- § bill smiley TRIVIA, ALL TRIVIA You've current affairs: the fortieth an- niversary of D-Day; the Liberal leadership campaign; the Pope's projected visit; the Queen's pro- jected visit; the lateness of the strawberries; the price of beer and other such trivia. I didn't write about the D-Day anniversary because it would have been contemptible of me. I wasn't there. My heart bled with the old veterans on TV as they searched the cemeteries of Nor- mandy for the names of old com- rades who had died on the beaches, and wept at the waste of young Canadians. I got a lump as big as a golf ball in my throat, and wept a little, too. But I wasn't there. On D-Day 1944, I was playing softball in Nor- thumberland, a god-forsaken, cold, wet (even in June) piece of England up near Scotland. Oh, we'd heard the news on the radio, and we were excited and a bit disappointed that we weren't in on it. But the casualties hadn't started yet, and a bunch of us who had been training and training and training, on Spitfires, Hurricanes, then Typhoons, were formed into a makeshift squadron to repel a counter-attack from Norway, just in case. There was no counter-attack. So we played softball. Somebody sprained his ankle. That was D- Day for me. A year later, half of us were dead. I didn't write about the Liberal leadership campaign, because I don't like inhaling hot air unless it's good for me. But I did watch and hear the final speeches and the convention. Could have been there if I'd bothered to get a press pass. No thanks. I've been to political conven- tions, and I've seen proud, am- bitious men swallow their pride, ambition, and dignity scrambling for a few votes from delegates who don't represent the people, but The Party. It's a bit sickening. Turner had it made from the beginning, because the delegates, at least a majority of them, wanted a Winner. So, as some clever man wrote to the Globe and Mail, we now have a smart, rich, good-looking chap represen- ting one of the major parties, and a smart, rich, good-looking chap representing the other. Both are lawyers. possibly been wondering « he's a gone goose. M why I haven't been writing about Turner had better produce or ney had better produce or he's baloney. Sliced. Take your pick. veut' What was interesting a the convention was the reaction of the losers, who knew they were going to lose long ago. Mark McGuigan, who even looked like a jackal, scampered to Munro after the first ballot. It took some guts to go across to Jean Chretien. And some of the guts were displayed. Eugene Whelan, looking like an old elephant heading for that mystic elephant graveyard, made it first, big green hat and all. John Munro, about as much like John Turner as I am like Pierre Trudeau, made the long walk to Chretien. Then.came John Roberts, a handsome, eloquent cabinet minister. Hugs and kisses. The only thing missing was the ghost of Judy LaMarsh, whose famous, 'We've gotta stop this bastard." did not endear her to Pierre Elliot T., at whom it was aimed when he donned the crown, about fifteen years ago. Just remember, these guys were laying their political future, and about $65,000 a year, on the line, when they joined the loser. It was a display of loyalty and guts and damn the torpedoes which made all the sweaty, shrieking, boring parts of the con- vention worthwhile. Enough about the leadership campaign. Which it wasn't. It was really a Liberal campaign for the next election. And all the hysteria produced might last two weeks, in a Canadian summer. So. We wind up with a guy on one side who never won an elec- tion until after he was leader, and another guy who hasn't been in of - fice for ten years, squaring off to be P.M. Lord help us. Now, let's get back to the Pope. He's coming to Midland, where 1 live, in September. There's a bit of panic, naturally, about security, traffic, and whether the stores can stay open on Sunday after he's left. I'm sorry, but you're too late. I'm completely booked up for the Pope's visit. I've divided my en- 'tire house into two by six feet sleeping spaces, and the entire space has been taken by a Pitt- sburg group called the Holy Moses Maria Polish Society. They get kitchen and bathroom privileges. There will be only two (Turn to page 6) NN J the Ye) J. PETER HVIDSTEN Publisher Advertising Manager J.B. McCLELLAND Editor CATHY ROBB News & Features PORT PEARY STAR CO LIMITED (+ cna a IS Quin STRIEL! 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