Into Extinction Day 100 (it really bites you on the ass)
I was calculating how much I would continue to have pay and I stopped when the total exceeded $100,000.00. It’s depressing. It’s depressing to know for the following years I can never be sick or take a day off because this means those soulless bastards from Maintenance Enforcement will jump all over you. They don’t really call you they just start taking things away and it’s not gradual. They file with the Federal and Provincial wage garnishes. They file with Motor Vehicles to suspend your ability to renew your vehicle registration. They suspend your drivers license and then garnish your wages within your company. They can and will take up to 70% of your income, including the second job at MacDonald’s. They threaten that if a single item is out of place on your submitted financial statements they can toss you away for 14 years. This is enormous power and heavy is the hand of those bastards.
I have watched and read how Maintenance Enforcement will take from any student loans you get. They will take from pensions. They will take from welfare or any other means you have. If you have a heart attack or stroke, living from hand to mouth, they won’t even leave you enough for bus fare.
The world doesn’t owe me a living. This is a fairly common saying with no specific individual claiming the quote. I owe the world a living is my conclusion. It’s hard not to think day after day what has happened to me. My only consolation is that I am not the only one this has happened to. I suppose if my ex were to read this and knew it was me, she would take some joy at what has happened to me. My penalty for suggesting a divorce that isn’t allowed by the Catholic faith. Despite the significant punishments levied by her, the courts and the government, I would still do it again. I would rather die a man free of her than one imprisoned by her.
I was wondering today as I trudged my way into work will I still give to the man at the side of the street handout. The old man, that sits beside the rails (C-Train) begging for money. He wears a dirty cap, long grey dirty beard, scruffy blackened coat, shoes 2 sizes too big for him and every inch of him is covered in dirt. Some days I envy him. He is invisible. Of course, your comment could be, shut the fuck up and pay and you would be right, as long as I chose to live in Canada, these are the rules imposed that I must abide by. But if I am homeless and have nothing then there is nothing to take. You can’t find me I slip under the radar and who really gives a damn about the homeless anyways. It takes significant time, talent and energy to keep this going. To continue to make enough money to keep myself afloat and when I look at the years left for paying. Some days, I think it would be easier to give it up. After all, if they take everything, what is left to hold on to? I have to admit there is a part of me, that would like to see what my ex would do if there was nothing left.
But why would you go on? My GF (who is reading this now) would say it can’t last forever. The pace is significant and demanding with no rest. I was somewhat idealistic about Canada and our laws. Maybe even a little naive. Now I understand other people’s frustration with the courts, lawyers and the government. There really is a sense of entitlement there, that the government and the courts have the best interests of everyone and you should obey. We were all brought up with a sense of freedom. Get a job, buy a house and live your life and you would be left alone. This has changed forever for me. I no longer put any trust in our legal system, the banks or lawyers (okay, the lawyers I should have known about in the first place). I have learned to bring the full measure of my abilities to anything dealing with the province – don’t play nice – it really bites you on the ass in the end.
