Remember that moment in Star Wars when Han, Luke, Leia and Chewie land in the trash compactor and the princess trying to make the best of things, sighing, “It could be worse.” A moment later, they hear the growl of the “garbage creature,” leading Han Solo to quip, “It’s worse.”
The garbage creature just let out another growl.
“Send us your Facebook pages, your Twitter pages,” and I said, “Does that include personal pages?” and they said, “Everything.” They wanted to know your personal relationships with politicians and political parties. And I asked, “What would happen if I don’t send this to you?” and they said, they made an insinuation like, “Look, it can be considered perjury if you omit things from the IRS.” I’m a pregnant stay-at-home mother on one income, I thought, “Oh, my goodness, I’m not doing anything.” I stopped.
Via Instapundit. Seems the snooping strategy had the desire effect. It hindered one engaged young woman from actively debating issues of public concern.
She wasn’t the only woman impacted by the IRS intimidation.