The last census, devised by DemonRATs during th Klintoon administration, had a “short form” and “long form”. The short form was the usual, “How many people live at this address”, nothing more.
The “long form” was what is described in the above article and was sent to 10% of the addresses.
I got one of the “long forms”.
I filled in the box for how many people lived at my address and sent it in without supplying the rest of the information.
A few weeks later, a Census worker appeared at my door. He wanted the rest of the information. I invited him inside and we chatted a bit about the legalities of the document. I told him that Congress had no authority to ask me any questions in the Census beyond that required in the Constitution, “How many people live at this address?”
He assured me that Congress was authorized by the Constitution to devise whatever type of Census they wanted and that I was required by law to provide the information.
When he asked what race I was, I said, “Human”.
He wrote something down, but I could tell he wasn’t amused.
When he asked what race my wife was, I though a moment before answering and said, “Female”.
Now he was getting upset with me. I told him that I had given him honest answers and didn’t understand what his problem was with them.
Then he started asking me the personal, financial questions. I told him that I would not answer those. He got up to leave and tole me that I could be subject to a $100 fine and/or an unspecified time in prison for refusing to comply with the law.
When he left, I was worried, but I never did hear back from them.
I think that if enough people REFUSE to comply with this unjust intrusion, we can overcome. But the numbers must be HUGE, in the tens or hundreds of thousands.
Stand firm!
Wow.
I’m a lot lazier than you are.
In 1990, I didn’t send mine back and got 3 visits from the same woman.
I told her right off the bat that I had been the head assistant to a “big Kahuna” in the local Census office in 1980 and knew what info I had to [and not] supply.
The first visit was terse and tense.
She left with nothing.
The second visit was cordial and cajoling.
She left with nothing.
The third visit was back to “tense” again and this time, she told me that I had 2 choices; fill it out or go to jail.(!)
She then started to open my gate and come in my front yard.
I whistled and 2 Dobermans appeared from the back yard.
I told her ~she~ had 2 choices;
Shut the gate and get off my property or meet Arthur and Merlin.
Never saw or heard from her again.
In 1980, every single day at quitting time, enumerators stuck with working my area came in my office screeching the same thing;
“WTH is WRONG with you people?!?”
Very few “hillbillies” filled out their forms and the enumerators crazy enough to go up those dirt mountain lanes and pound on doors got threatened with everything from dogs to rocks to guns.
My answer was always the same thing.
We mind our own business and expect others to do the same.
[I pitied them because even though they’re “my people”, even I wouldn’t have gone up some of those lanes for love or money without an invitation to do so]
FYI, I got to witness first hand the level of lying, “fudging” and cheating on the Census forms.
All of the under qualified people the NAACP -forced- us to hire either took the forms home and filled them out themselves or dumped them in city trash bins.
Even a lot of the “good” enumerators would “fill in the blanks” so they didn’t have to go back to the same houses again.
The 1990 western Maryland Census “statistics” didn’t even come *close* to reflecting -reality- and the Census office head didn’t care, so long as the daily quota was met and the Census taking was “done” on time.
I’ve had no use for it ever since.
It was a statistical sham then and probably is still, if not more so.
In 2000, I got one visit.
I told the girl she knew everything she needed to already because she’d asked for both of us by name.
Then I shut the door.