On the last day of my last visit with my parents, the income-tax return prepared by their accountant arrived in the mail. My dad opened the big envelope, looked at the filled-out forms and started sputtering. "This is an outrage!" he roared. "This is completely unethical!"
Oh, shit, I thought.
"I'm a wealthy man living in a wealthy country, and I'm paying zero taxes this year. That's just shameful."