“Yeah. I just paid my taxes last weekend.” Your cousin proclaimed, pretty proud of his first adult moves. You and others began to congratulate him, when your uncle, Dutch, spoke. “PFFFT! Taxes. Let me ask you, what is freedom? Is it sitting around… slaving to a government who tells you… ‘you’re only worth what you pay?’ No! Not at all. You have to take freedom into your own hands. Really show the system you won’t conform!”

A collective sigh rolled through the room. Uncle Dutch did this every year. It always turned into a political government-hating rant, the simplest of conversations.