Ann Barnhardt is an American patriot, traditional Catholic, ferociously principled, and utterly fearless woman. Once a livestock and grain commodity broker, she released all her clients because she lost all confidence in the commodity and financial market due to the fraud and collapse of the global financial derivatives trader M.F. Global.
Barnhardt’s response was to make public her address, along with this pic:
But Barnhardt’s loss of confidence goes beyond the commodity and financial market. She believes the entire U.S. political and societal system is utterly corrupt and beyond reform or repair, and that voting for Mitt Romney is merely choosing Tweedledee over Tweedledum. And so, some months ago Ann Barnhardt declared on her blog that she would no longer pay income taxes.
I do not know of a single case of successful defiance against the IRS, and was wondering how long it would be before the feds go after Barnhardt.
Well, the inevitable happened.
Four days ago, the IRS confiscated her Wells Fargo bank account, claiming that she owes the government $20,262.64.
Here’s Ann Barnhardt’s post of October 27, 2012:
Today is my 36th birthday.
Today is also the day that the IRS confiscated my bank account. I think that is positively poetic. Now you people know why I keep saying that this website won’t be around much longer and YOU will have to rebuild after the collapse and war. This isn’t a game. This is completely, totally real.
I heard it said recently that saints are people who put their money where their mouth is. I hope that’s right. I pray that’s right.
Here is this morning’s online image from my Wells Fargo personal checking account. I anticipate the business accounts will be drained early next week, too. I further expect that any monies that I attempt to deposit into any of my bank accounts will be swept by the IRS. They claim my “bill” is into the six figures, so $20,000 to them is just the very, very beginning.
They will also be coming after my car and my home.
I’m glad I bought a year’s worth of freeze-dried food. Looks like I’m going to be needing it. But today, for my birthday, today will be a DOUBLE bacon cheeseburger day. And a strawberry malted.
Judge me, O God, and distinguish my cause from the nation that is not holy: deliver me from the unjust and deceitful man. For Thou art God, my strength: why hast Thou cast me off? And why do I go sorrowful whilst the enemy afflicteth me? Send forth Thy light and Thy truth: they have conducted me, and brought me unto Thy holy hill, and into Thy tabernacles. And I will go in to the altar of God: to God who giveth joy to my youth. To Thee, O God my God, I will give praise upon the harp; why art thou sad, O my soul? And why dost thou disquiet me? Hope in God, for I will still give praise to him: the salvation of my countenance, and my God. Psalm 42 (Psalm 43 in Protestant Bibles)
I have not reached the point that Ann has — of believing that America is corrupt and lost beyond repair and redemption. That’s why I’m still fighting in this pitched political and cultural war we’re in. But I admire Ann Barnhardt for her devotion to God, her righteousness, and her Joan-of-Arc-like courage.
Please pray for her.