I'm a one-percenter!
Not the kind you may think, the one percent of the population that controls (owns) 90% or more of the wealth of the world, but a one-percenter, none the less.
You see, I overpaid my quarterly income tax estimates last year. Not my fault. The quarterly amount was calculated by my tax software before Trump’s so-called tax cut. I am now due a federal refund.
In reality, what I did was lend the government, interest-free, some $450, by overpaying the estimated tax.
$450 isn’t quite one percent of my income. Actually, it’s a bit less. But this puts me in the upper percentile of the upper percentile.
You needn’t worry. I don’t plan to contribute to inflation by overspending my windfall, although I was lusting in my heart for a new Gulfstream. And the yacht does need replacing. It is, after all, nearly a year old.
Nor do I plan to ignore my friends among the hoi polloi when I pass you in the street. It’s just that the smoked windows of my Lamborghini Miura SV (completely restored) make it hard to see you.
For those of you who find it difficult to make your paycheck last from week to week, and those Federal Employees who missed a couple of paychecks (and who may miss more), in the words of an unknown “great princess” (but not, likely, Queen Marie Antoinette), “eat brioche.” Just kidding.
References: “Let them eat cake,” https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Let_them_eat_cake
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