Your Local Overlords At Work

Today I got a property tax bill in the mail. This is not the bill for my apartment, which is sensible. This is the bill for my parking stall, which, being on a separate title instrument, gets its own bill.

The bill is for $38.42.

Payable, through the city's TIPP program, in twelve monthly installments.

This does nothing whatever to dissuade me from my established theory that everyone, everywhere, is stark raving mad.