Independence and Responsibility
We are asked each day to surrender our independence in the name of convenience. In most cases we do so gladly. We make the trade without a thought. It sounds like such a good deal after all.
Consider...
You don't want the responsibility of educating your own children... and the government offers to do so for free. Sounds like a great deal doesn't it? But set aside the issue of indoctrination and the worry of inferior education and just look at the deal you're making.
A child in school is a ball and chain. Oh... you may have 8 weeks of vacation a year... but you don't get to take them the way you want to... because your kid has to be in school. You're tied down.
Compare that to a family that takes the responsibility themselves. They come and go as they please. In the last 4 months of 2008 we spent 10 days at time in Destin/Navarre, Disney, North Georgia, and Pennsylvania. That was more than a week in each of those months that my kids would've missed school. It would've ended badly. They would've been classified as "behind" regardless of the fact that they no doubt would still be far ahead. Its just something families don't do.
Hell... work itself is a terrible ball and chain. You're trading the responsibility of earning your own money for the security of a paycheck. An illusion if ever there was one... A man that works for himself, or better still, a man that employs others to work for him, is a free man.
And lastly... I'll offer one other crippling cuff... the very possessions we cherrish.
You can't just get up and move can you? You can't just make up your mind to leave and hop on a plane to Paradise right? You have a house to sell. What would you do with all that furniture? What about all your stuff?
You see where I'm going with this? When we make a decision... we should be a little more conscience of the consequences. I'm not saying that you shouldn't take a good job because your independence is to valuable. But be aware of your options.
And what of security? That's the big one right? We're terrified of crime or terrorism... and thus we franticly look for another set of handcuffs to jam our arms into, as if it will do any good. The truth is... security from crime is something that is beyond the scope of a government to provide to an individual or even a family. That's a cold hard fact. Cops are historians. 911 operators are there to tell the cops where to go take pictures of the bodies.
In the case of security... individually... you can choose to take the responsibility... or you can choose to ignore the fact that you're a statistic in waiting.
But as a whole... as a population... the threat is just as great. We continue to leap from the frying pan to the fire... seeking salvation where there is only doom.
If your house is on fire... you cannot put it out with dynamite. Nor can you save your cherrished freedoms by surrendering them to the government.
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Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Friday, December 05, 2008
I Should Blog Something
But what? I mean surely I have something to say don't I?
Not really. I've been gravely ill... and thus... useless. Consequently my blogging has been reduced to near vacation levels.
Anyway... its friday...
so I have a rather important question relating to protocol.
In america... we drink beer. But historicly speaking... we originally drank Cider. The other day... I has happily mocking a friend for drinking cider... when he pointed out that he was enjoying the cider as a historical ethnic preference.
The english wrote songs about cider. Ever heard Johnny Jump Up?
Now... don't get me wrong... I continued to mock him.. and to insist that he was drinking an alternative Zima.
What say you lads?
But what? I mean surely I have something to say don't I?
Not really. I've been gravely ill... and thus... useless. Consequently my blogging has been reduced to near vacation levels.
Anyway... its friday...
so I have a rather important question relating to protocol.
In america... we drink beer. But historicly speaking... we originally drank Cider. The other day... I has happily mocking a friend for drinking cider... when he pointed out that he was enjoying the cider as a historical ethnic preference.
The english wrote songs about cider. Ever heard Johnny Jump Up?
Now... don't get me wrong... I continued to mock him.. and to insist that he was drinking an alternative Zima.
What say you lads?
Monday, December 01, 2008
Cherished Illusions Lost
So now we know that we're going to see an addition 20,000 military troops working on US soil... we see yet another of our illusions flushed unceremoniously down the toilet. Oh sure... Posse Comitotus has been irrelevant since WACO anyway... but it was nice to pretend wasn't it?
Amazingly enough... the american public will shrug. Its a different world today right? All those stuffy rules have no place in today's america.
I agree completely.
Which is why I've come to loathe what America has become.
So now we know that we're going to see an addition 20,000 military troops working on US soil... we see yet another of our illusions flushed unceremoniously down the toilet. Oh sure... Posse Comitotus has been irrelevant since WACO anyway... but it was nice to pretend wasn't it?
Amazingly enough... the american public will shrug. Its a different world today right? All those stuffy rules have no place in today's america.
I agree completely.
Which is why I've come to loathe what America has become.
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