04/14/2013 06:29 pm ET Updated Jun 14, 2013

I Wouldn't Mind Paying Taxes If I Could Be Sure the Money Wasn't Helping Poor People

Every year at tax time, I have to take it on faith that the big chunk of money I am giving the federal government won't be used to help anybody less fortunate than me. But something tells me that, despite the cover letter I include with my 1040 every year that specifically instructs the IRS to not let any freeloaders get a hold of my cash, some economically disadvantaged sad sack is probably taking care of his basic human needs on my dime.

After all, I have been given the same chance as the person who is born into poverty and class warfare in this country. It's a question of what you do with the opportunities presented to you by poverty and class warfare.

Don't get me wrong. I'm all for charity, but not if it means giving something away.

For example, let's say I take a hit on a bad stock tip, or one of the houses I am trying to flip keeps digging me a financial hole. Do I ask poor people for some of their taxes to bail me out? No. I get with my investment counselors and generate a quick infusion of capital to offset the shortfall. And yet, I am expected to shell out every time some chronically malnourished urchin wants a free meal, or some aging hippie who is facing cuts in Social Security needs a new heart valve.

I would like to find these people who are getting improved housing, education, public spaces and health care thanks to me, and give them a piece of my mind. And you know what I would tell them? That there are 49.1 million people who are poor in this country, and there's just something not right about that.

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