Up to my ears... My declaration of love
The fact that one of my nonsense stories was rewarded with a massive attack made me mad at first. Had I finally managed to get the profit out of my writing nonsense, I was allowed to return it to the tax authorities immediately.
Just accepting I couldn't get over my heart. Take action. An angry letter. Or an objection. What did smart peers do when a similar thing happened to them?
On research, then.
First, try to battle with my own qualities. If a firm epistle could not cause the tax inspector to reason, I can always take other measures.