Yeah, the taxman cometh. Rant incoming.
It certainly makes the prospect of making money from my hobbies seem far more daunting.
Shit, I make on the low, low end of six figures a year and am living paycheck to paycheck cause it's the bay area, work wants me to work a bunch of OT cause big tech companies need more market share and shiny buildings, and then there's trying to keep a healthy relationship with my fiancee, stay in touch with the family, and keep after the house, feed myself, oh yeah and then there's sleep that needs to be done. Ah, and then I'm supposed to reproduce at some point too...so I guess that means that I'm gonna have to cut out that "sleep" inefficiency there. Gotta optimize every minute of every day!
So, sure, let's foster that entrepreneurial spirit that we seem to LOVE SO MUCH and aspire to cultivate in out society by making folks navigate a bunch of extra tax forums if they move more than 600 dollars worth of stuff in a year...plus add anxiety, cause oh shit what if I get it wrong and accidently underpay...better have a professional prepare my taxes. Boy, there goes more time and more money...
Or hell, maybe they'll just decide that it isn't fucking worth it because the days only have 24 hours and we gotta optimize, baby! Make that money while the sun shine! And when it doesn't! And fuck you, if you don't like it, then why don't you just climb the ladder and become super wealthy and successful? Cause you're lazy, that's why. It's not like the phrase "pull yourself up by your bootstraps" wasn't originally coined as a derisive analogy to upward mobility due to the fact that it is, by definition, an effort in futility.
Or maybe then you realize that the only folks that can actually capitalize on that entrepenureal spirit are the folks who have the luck to be presented with time that they don't have to use for the myriad of other things begging for their attention. That, as well as the skill set and access to knowledge to take advantage of that opportunity at that particular moment in time, of which after it's over another opportunity may NEVER present itself again because, hey, while you were optimizing you accidently got yourself into a position where like, you can't rest, you can't breathe, and the whole of the world is constantly shouting at you cause YOU NEED TO WORK HARDER and your hobbies are not at all important, cause the folks who CARRY THE ECONOMY ON *THEIR* SHOULDERS need you to buck up and be a good little worker.
Chop chop, oh, come on now, you wouldn't want your benefactors to go Galt on you because you failed to appreciate the opportunities they've given you out of their *charity of spirit*.
...boy this has been building in me for a while. Huh. Yeah, the money bit in taxes...that part doesn't concern me much. Fine, I'm down to pitch in my share. We all have to live in this world, we are bound by the social contract of sharing in our efforts towards building a functional society.
The added complexity? The time sink? Just...come on. Now imma have to fret over my tax returns even longer every year even if I wanna sell some gear that I've accumulated in order to make space. Which, in the 1100 sq foot condo that I own and owe 430k on, is at quite a premium. How the hell do I know what I bought that amplifier for? I mean, I can barely find the tool that I just put down. If you expect me to find a receipt from a decade ago...
Then...what? Do we have depreciation to deduct? Or perhaps we adjust for inflation? Now there's so much more to learn, which I would totally be down for...if I had the fucking time.
Meanwhile, I hear FedEx is able to pay their accountants a comparative pittance to navigate their way through the tax code so that the company's total tax burden is a big, fat zero. Good to see that they're spending that money they saved on taxes on more workers, better conditions, and substantially higher wages, though, right?