Dad-gum Government

There's a musical called Big River.  In this musical a character sings a song called "Gove'ment" that goes a little something like this:

"...You dad'gum gove'ment you sorry so and so's
You got your damn hands in every pocket of my clothes,...
Oh doncha know, doncha love them sometimes..."

Well I sure as hell don't love the government right now.  I'm 27, single with no kids.  I work multiple jobs to pay my multiple bills that include my GINORMOUS student loans and simple things like electricity, rent, and the ever necassary and price increasing gasoline.  I make less than 30k a year.

So being the responsible adult that I am, I file my taxes.

It's not enough that the government (and the dumbasses running it who have gotten us however many trillion dollars in debt) takes over $100 a pay chack from me for federal income tax but now they want to TAX me for paying my bills.  And the freaking state still claims that I owe THEM money even after I had EXTRA taken out of my paychecks to cover it!   WTF?!?!?!

Here's the story:

I settled a debt I owed by making arraingements with the people I owed the money too.  A portion of the debt was "relieved" or "lowered" if I paid it by a certain date.  I thought "hey! Win win! They get their money, I don't have to pay as much and its all over."  How wrong I was. 

I have been taxed by Good Old Uncle Sam, for the remainder of the debt I didn't pay because it has now been "turned into income"  WTF?!?!?!!?!?

I don't know what I;m doing wrong here.  I only get paid so much money.  I cut out extra's where I can.  I have bills to pay.  I have a roommate.  I request reductions in my student loan payments only to get bitched at by the very people telling me to get the damn payment reduction.

What I don't have are 5 kids and welfare.  When I worked in a bank it would sicken me to have to cash refunds checks with amounts in the thousands for people like that.  People who played the system for all its worth were able to go and buy a new car and go on a shopping spree and have their kids throw temper tantrums about not getting their Hannah Montana wigs while I had to smile, ask them how they wanted their welfare thousands back and then go to lunch and eat my generic brand spagettio's. 

WHERE IS THE FAIRNESS IN THAT?! 

I am barely making ends meet.  My student loans are passed due because I can't afford the payments.  I try to remedy that and I get penalized.  I am at the end of my rope and just feel like crying 90% of the time.  Maybe I should just have a one night stand and get knocked up and push out a couple of kids so that uncle sam can bend over backwards to give me money.  Mama needs a new pair of no boundries.

I mean really?  No system is perfect but really? I just don't understand our tax system or why those who make so much barely have to pay while those who are barely scraping by have to keep paying in. 

America may be the "land of the free and home of the brave" but I'm dying a slow death of stress and starvation while Snooki gets paid 50 grand to show up somewhere.  If I had 50 grand I could pay off part of my student loans.  I don't see 50 grand working 40 hours a week for a year, let alone showing up somewhere.  50 grand is almost twice my annual salary. Its ridiculous. 

What's a girl to do?!