It was 3:30 on a Wednesday afternoon when the phone rang. It actually was the third time if had rang in the past 15 minutes. The first one was from the IRS informing me they wanted me to know they would be bringing charges against me soon unless I called and gave them the information they needed to dismiss my case, including address and, of course, social security number. Not so respectfully, I declined. The second was from my Congressman asking me how he was doing in Washington. Glad my Mother was not standing nearby as I left a probably not recorded message.

By the time the third ca...