Abbey’s Road Revisited by Bill Buppert

Abbey in Repose

“Anarchism is founded on the observation that since few men are wise enough to rule themselves, even fewer are wise enough to rule others.”

-Edward Abbey

I am opposed to the government death penalty; I am also pro-life which makes me blessedly consistent.  I don’t trust the government to be able to have the responsibility to mete out the severest penalty and to do it either professionally or with no ill intent.  In the smaller sense, the evidence is massive of the queue of innocents who have been shot, hanged and poisoned for crimes they did not commit.  In the larger sense, government puts us all on death row and it is just a matter of time before the cops kill you in your home or vehicle or we suffer a massive die-off in America from an EMP burst that takes us from zero to 1850 in one second.

I use this preamble to frame my severe skepticism of the state doing the right thing…ever.

I am not opposed to the death penalty in my house if an intruder comes in to do harm to me or mine.  I am a Flinter in temperament and predisposition.  Most of the laws on the books are noxious, useless and liberty-draining in their essence.  Malum prohibitum is the state saying don’t do that because I told you not to.  A monstrous fallacy whose logic only serves to reduce subject populations to assessed rentals on their freedom that can be wrested away at the drop of the constabulary’s hat.  I daresay that one could throw every statute book into the bonfires across the nation when Americans finally wake up and throw off their shackles of serfdom from the local to the national level and folks would not find themselves in danger but would stumble into prosperity.

Will commerce and everyday living really come to a screeching halt because the cops don’t show up to work or the sloth-like city landscaping crews refuse to shamble from their abodes to dawdle at make-work throughout the burgs of America?  All of a sudden, the economic illiterates peopling the municipalities across the nation go on strike for higher wages and more vacation time for weeks, nay months; will the country stagnate and fold onto itself?

Things would be difficult for about 24 hours and then voluntarism, persuasion and cooperation would emerge as the factors that make life worth living.  No utopia this and there would be scores settled and inevitable failures but only the individuals would be responsible and not the nameless strangers who lord over every facet of our lives like pawns on a macabre chess board.  The heavy hand of the state and its shambling yoke-tenders would be out of work and the country would revitalize itself.  Tens of thousands of Americans would wake up the next morning and look to the east and exclaim:  “You can go away now; we have awakened from our prison slumber.” Ed Abbey made me say this.

I found Edward Abbey’s 1959 thesis on “ANARCHISM AND THE MORALITY OF VIOLENCE” over the weekend while reading a small tome entitled “Epitaph for a Desert Anarchist” by James Bishop, Jr.  I have been an Abbey reader most of my adult life and found his books amusing and penetrating.  He held a lifelong distrust of all authority, especially the state and the thesis provides an insight into the flame that burned in him at a rather tender age.

What one learns about personal political evolution is that a road traveled to the right is far more traveled than the opposite direction.  It is rare indeed for folks to age and yearn for more government instead of less.  I am a skeptic of the Left-Right paradigm but use it to simply illustrate the purpose.  It is far more descriptive to chart one’s philosophical predisposition on a quadrant chart at whose corners are interventionist, collectivist, non-interventionist and individualist on whose map I am located within the nexus of the last two.  Abbey was a strange brew at times but consistency escapes most of us for everything we believe.

He was a desert dweller who found the vast emptiness, solitude and sheer ferocity of nature to be a welcome refrain from dealing with the hubbub of civilization and the attendant disease of intrusive government.  His books are lyrical, intense and peppered with brilliance.  Kirk Douglas starred in a screen treatment of Abbey’s novel, “The Brave Cowboy” in the early 1960s called “Lonely Are the Brave”.  It is a powerful and stark film treatment of a  cowboy (the unacknowledged unconscious anarchist in American history)  marooned in a 20th century which continues to ”fence me in”.  Douglas looked at it as one of his favorite roles in his film career.

Abbey was fond of saying that “sentiment without action is the ruin of the soul”.  He discovered anarchism at a tender age and sought to find the evolutionary blueprint for it in the earlier writings of Greek philosophers and everyone in between which his thesis is peopled with and he asks a central question:  will violence lead the people from their subject braces and chains into freedom?  He thought the answer was no but he was no pacifist, he was a staunch supporter of gun rights and considered himself something of the cactus in which one could only get injured if you screwed with something or somebody.  If you read “The Monkey Wrench Gang” and later “Hayduke Lives”, his growing frustration got the best of him as some of his characters started to break the First Rule in the Code:  Harm No One.

He captured the paradox that causes ethical anarchists the world over no end of consternation.  If one wishes to build a society based on cooperation and non-violence, how do you get there when the obstacles are erected by the most violent and sociopathic structures that man has created – government?  Thoreau and Gandhi broke the code but one certainly can’t patent the methodology nor hail its success everywhere.

A slight departure:  Please don’t mistake this sentiment to be in concert with the hippy-drippy allegedly antiwar Left of fable and fairy tale.  They are the creatures who authored the political and philosophical underpinnings of ALL the great abattoirs of history:  their sick and sweaty fever-dream of ultimate domination to create their beloved Homo Sovieticus.  Is it not interesting that the antiwar movement of late has all but dried up with the installation of Obama’s Marxoid-inspired kakistocracy and yet the war on the world continues apace?  The trail of tears and path of destruction has a sorrowful record burned into the annals of Western and Eastern recorded history.  Written in blood and stacked on hundreds of millions of corpses, the state is the Goliath that straddles across the corpus of man.  Abbey saw this.

Abbey also realized that the pacifist is road-kill.  He realized that the porcupine is the premier fauna of liberty.

So what do we do?  Gold, guns and groceries because that is a storm on the horizon;  everything you know and hold dear will be wrested from you in the next few years and it is up to you to decide what you want to replace it with.  More of the same or a brave new individual world?  You can easily loose your fetters and simply hand them to your children, or better yet, teach them how to wear them with resignation and helplessness.  Or better yet, you can fight and teach them to fight for self-ownership, autonomy and a well-oiled set of rules that seek to harm no one but bring hell on Earth to those who seek to enslave you…again.

“Grown men do not need leaders.” - Edward Abbey

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Secession Talk – “Good Morning, Mr. President” and Other Essays by Bill Buppert

A little over two years ago, I inaugurated the first of several conversations about secession on Lew Rockwell’s site.  The first essay is published below and the accompanying essays are linked below that.  Mordor on the Potomac can NEVER be reformed.  You can send good people but they will be sucked into a system of corruption and servitude that is unrivaled in the last thousand years in the magnitude of treasure and blood expended outside of large conflicts.  Buppert’s Corollary to Acton’s Axiom is that “Power attracts the corruptible and absolute power…”.   Rare is the ruler in any annal of history whose psyche is not possessed of a severe psychopathy or sociopathy;  they rule and seek to do so because they wish to control others ultimately through any means necessary.  Five millennia of chronicled history is unimpeachable – government, whether secular or religious, is the source of ALL slavery and the fount of most violence leading to the abattoirs like Nazi Germany or the USSR.  We are on the road ourselves.

The wars we now engage in AfPak, Yemen and Iraq are simply more expenditures of blood and treasure on top of the War on Drugs, Poverty, etc.  The Soviet Union was quite vicious but at least they were honest about their form of government.  We are bombarded by the government/media complex on the freedoms and liberties we enjoy.  What?  The attack on 9/11 and our war on Islam is not a response to their antipathy toward the aforementioned freedoms and liberties.  They have simply reacted to decades of war on the Middle East.  We were told they hate us for our freedoms but that charge is more fairly leveled at our own government.

Tom Wood’s advocacy of  nullification is all well and good but the final deSovietization of these united States will only occur when the American fractures, dissolves, devolves and calves off into the inevitable regional enclaves which have been created already through spontaneous order.  Remember that all the analysts were caught flat-footed when the USSR collapsed in 1989.  It can happen here so you had better prepare for the worst because it is coming.  That is not one Black Swan approaching, it is a flock.

The America in the Inland West is significantly different in culture and temperament from the Soviet-lite states of the Northeast.  This country was born in a divorce from the United Kingdom and a secondary revolution in 1860-65 to right fissures that had long been festering and it is time for the country to file for divorce again – from Washington.

I will be speaking on this very topic at the Freedom Summit in Phoenix, AZ on 4-5 DEC 2010.  I would love to see you there.   -BB

The Free States Versus the Fed

“Good Morning, Governor, how might we…”

“Mr. President, I realize you are a busy man so let’s get down to brass tacks…we are calling the ball and withdrawing our support of your Administration and the Federal government in DC. Effective immediately, we have coordinated to place all outgoing receipts to the IRS in a caged account here in Boise…”

“Governor, you can’t do that…”

“Please don’t interrupt while I am speaking as we are from this point onward peers in the family of nations. I hope you have reviewed the diplomatic instruments we sent by courier last night to Department of State which delineates the terms of our divorce.”

“I did receive those and you have no earthly idea the can of whoop-…”

“Please, sir, maintain the decorum of these proceedings so we can move forward to an amicable separation. I give you my personal assurance on the safety and well-being of all Federal personnel we have detained for immediate repatriation to the remainder of these United States. Any non-law enforcement Federal personnel who wish to remain behind will be permitted to do so.”

“I hope you have thought through the consequences of what you are embarking on.”

“Mr. President, we have had over two hundred years to give the rulers on the Potomac a chance but that time has expired. Effective immediately, all so-called Federal lands now belong to the nation of Idaho and we will dispose of these lands at our leisure. In the interest of burying the hatchet, we will not seek compensation for the seizure, abuse and tenure of Federal practices on the aforementioned land and call the balance even.”

“Those are my lands, Governor…”

“In actuality, they belong to neither of us, sir. On to other business, I have alerted my National Guard forces to establish checkpoints at all the main arterials in and out of Idaho. All National Guard forces deployed overseas will return home in the next 48 hours. I would also caution you on the use of military force to convince Idaho and its citizens to forcibly return to the yoke of the Union. Idaho has a well-deserved reputation as a rather well-equipped state in firearms possession and use. As Yamamoto said, you may find a rifle behind every blade of grass.”

“Are you threatening the president of the United States?”

“No, sir, I am simply making an observation about the hazards of one country invading another.”

“You are land-locked, Governor and wholly dependent on federal subsidy for a great deal of employment and infrastructure in Idaho.”

“No longer, the tremendous tax burden across the spectrum formally imposed in our nation as a subject State in your country is now effectively terminated and we are going to unleash the free market to address all of our former shortcomings as a result of the overarching government supremacism practiced here before. In telephone conversations with my neighboring governors, we are on the verge of Confederation negotiations that will pave the way for Idaho embassies in British Columbia, Montana, Utah and Wyoming. We do intend on opening a consular office in DC as soon as we can ensure the diplomatic baggage containing sufficient weapons assures our safety in the greater DC metropolitan area for our diplomatic personnel.”

“Governor, what Constitutional right do you have to secede from the US?”

“Mr. President, the behavior you have exhibited toward the Constitution has been at best characterized by active neglect and abhorrence for the restraint on governance in the Bill of Rights. I am rather surprised you would resort to assuming the document in any way has weight in Washington, DC. I would suggest my rights extend as far as our ability to throw off what has become a government of occupation instead of cooperation. We resign, sir and wish to go in peace.”

“I will use every measure in my arsenal to force you back into the fold.”

“Mr. President, thank you for the heads-up but we have taken certain precautions to ensure that any rash measures on your part have a disproportionate impact in the DC/Virginia corridor. Please don’t press us on the issue. I would like to offer one more rather moderate important proposal to our future business. These United States as administered by DC are now essentially bankrupt. War on the world, out of control spending and borrowing, debt and deficit, non-funded future liabilities in the tens of trillions and a banking infrastructure rotten at every level has pushed the US to an economic abyss from which it cannot shrink. We will provide you a demonstration project of tiny government, free banking and a formerly enslaved citizenry unleashed to realize their potential with no government interference. We simply wish to go our own way untethered from the Remora Nation DC came to symbolize.”

“Governor, this conversation is over.”

“Good day, Mr. President.”

August 9, 2008

Copyright © 2008 LewRockwell.com

More companion essays followed:

Part II:   http://www.lewrockwell.com/buppert/buppert12.html

Secession Discussion:   http://www.lewrockwell.com/buppert/buppert13.html

Secession in ID, One Year Later:   http://www.lewrockwell.com/buppert/buppert20.html

Secession in ID, Five Years Later:   http://www.lewrockwell.com/buppert/buppert28.1.html

Secessionist Bookshelf:   http://www.lewrockwell.com/buppert/buppert21.html

Suggestions on How We Get There:  http://lewrockwell.com/buppert/buppert23.html

Secession Podcast With Lew Rockwell and Myself:   http://www.lewrockwell.com/lewrockwell-show/2009/05/12/122-bill-buppert-secession/

My archives contain a variety of treatments on secession in addition to those mentioned above.  Enjoy.

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A Day in the Life of John Q. Public, Anarchist by Bill Buppert

Americans on the Move

“We must ask, not whether an anarcho-capitalist society would be safe from a power grab by the men with the guns (safety is not an available option), but whether it would be safer than our society is from a comparable seizure of power by the men with the guns. I think the answer is yes. In our society, the men who must engineer such a coup are politicians, military officers, and policemen, men selected precisely for the characteristic of desiring power and being good at using it. They are men who already believe that they have a right to push other men around – that is their job. They are particularly well qualified for the job of seizing power. Under anarcho-capitalism the men in control of protection agencies are selected for their ability to run an efficient business and please their customers. It is always possible that some will turn out to be secret power freaks as well, but it is surely less likely than under our system where the corresponding jobs are labeled ‘non-power freaks need not apply’.”

- Friedman, David. “The Machinery of Freedom Guide to a Radical Capitalism” 2nd Edition, Chapter: “The Stability Problem” p. 123-124

an·ar·chy

-noun

1.  a state of society without government or law.

2.  political and social disorder due to the absence of governmental control: The death of the king was followed by a year of anarchy.

3.  a theory that regards the absence of all direct or coercive government as a political ideal and that proposes the cooperative and voluntary association of individuals and groups as the principal mode of organized society.

4.  confusion; chaos; disorder: Intellectual and moral anarchy followed his loss of faith.

Again and again, people are shocked by even the hint of the elimination of large swaths, wholesale portions and the complete abolition of government at every level.  I do not advocate for reduction or cost effectiveness, I advocate for the complete withdrawal of government and its attendant violence out of lives.  I have mentioned before that there is no such thing as limited government; that is simply the hothouse for the future prosperity of the expansion of government.

I do advocate self-government but that is the only self-limiting government in human affairs. Mind you, this is a dystopian vision in which the individuals, businesses and entities will fail and even perish but is nothing compared to the bureaucratized slaughter that has been the story of man for time immemorial under the illusion that GOVERNMENT COERCIAN AND VIOLENCE IS THE SOLE ORGANIZING PRINCIPLE OF HUMANITY.

I want to take the time today to illustrate why anarchy is no stranger in human affairs and is, in fact, the ordinary everyday principle by which most of us conduct our business.

John wakes up in the morning and prepares to go to work in the house he purchased for an extraordinarily inflated price due to the fiat currency, building regulations and property taxes forcibly extracted from him to turn the community’s children into shambling illiterate and innumerate morons who will respond obediently to the beat of the government society they are yoked to.

In spite of this, John elects to pursue a career to bring the forty percent of his total earned income home and do the right thing with it.  He is a middle class American struggling to make ends meet.  John is proud to be a producer and resents mightily the high taxation and regulatory tangle that has become life in America.

He goes on to eat his healthful breakfast which is the direct opposite of the Food and Drug Administration’s soothing recommendations to ensure he does not truncate the end of his life.  After breakfast, he takes the prescription drug illegally stored in an unmarked container on his way out the door.  The children are home-schooled so there is no necessity to wake them up from their slumber.  He is eager to ensure the government does not get their claws into his children to turn them into to the aforementioned urchins of the state.

He grabs his briefcase and pack and heads out to his truck.  Under Arizona law, he is practically unrestricted in his travel with a weapon and ensures that the Glock stored in the truck is fully operable and ready for social work knowing that the cops are far more interested in ticketing drivers than catching genuine criminals.  By their nature and incentives, the police cannot protect him in 99% of circumstances and he is on his own.  He dials the cell-phone and sets up his meetings for the day and ensures his lunch appointment is still on.  He pulls the truck onto the unimproved road and drives to the highway to head for work.  He drives as he wishes on his private road but knows that once he has hit the pavement on the government built road he will be in constant danger of being stopped by the armed tax-eaters for violations as minor as having a license plate light out to provide the impetus for a fishing expedition by the constabulary to exact new monies or escort him into the prison system.

When he gets to the intersection, the entire signal system is inoperable due to a power outage but he simply waits his turn and eventually motors onto the interstate.  He is a polite driver not because of the law but because he realizes that cautious and defensive driving is in his own self-interest.  A woman on the side of the road is having to change a tire so he stops to render assistance.

Once he arrives at the office, he strolls in and views with amazement the huge wall-space dedicated to the mandated posting of all manner of government foolishness concerning minimum wage (none at his office make anything approaching that even the interns), harassment and all kinds of silly mandates which do their best to retard progress and blunt effectiveness.  He shakes his head at the sheer waste and furrows an angry brow when he thinks that almost sixty cents of every dollar his company takes in goes to one government entity or another and he is not even paid or reimbursed for the collection service he is obligated to perform under penalty of fines or jail or worse.

After corporate income taxes and the strangling regulatory burden, one third or more of his employees are directly paid to deal with tax accountancy and regulatory compliance.  He is consistently amazed at the sheer anti-business attitude of all levels of government from local to federal.  They seem to attract not only the kind of folks who never met a payroll but people for him business is a dirty four letter word.  Ironically, their very plush lifestyles are underwritten in part by the tremendous tax receipts robbed from productive enterprises everyday.  He remembers reading “I, Pencil” and briefly being amazed at the depth and magnitude of the spontaneous order needed to produce such a simple consumable – all with no coercion or violence whatsoever.

He goes onto lunch later on and orders a burger “under the table” which is not cooked to the shoe-leather standards of the idiotic Health Department regulations.  In conversation with his usual lunch crew, they engage in friendly rhetorical contests about the latest political chicanery and the looming election that will change – nothing.

After lunch, he heads back to work to spend the afternoon not pursuing profit but to deal with the latest ingenious move by the local government to exact more monies from his company’s wallet.  They are pursuing the age-old nostrum of all politicians – to extract wealth from the producers to provide for their various captured parasite groups they have assembled who are their most loyal constituency.

John later calls it a day and heads home through the traffic snarl called public roads.  He is contemplating whether the new 8.2 mile private toll road is worth the monthly expense and decides to give it a try.  He was told by a contractor friend that private roads in new developments take an extraordinarily shorter amount of time to finish and do it under budget every time.  Of course, the local government has been more aggressive in annexing (a nice word for seizure) these roads shortly after construction which then leads to cops prowling for revenue enhancement.  One study reported that most signs removed improved driving instead of making it unsafe;  in America, it is a simply a pretense to end-run civil liberties for ticketing although no one has yet caught a cop on or off duty coming to a full stop at a stop sign.

John miraculously makes it home without being pulled over and wearily walks into his house to greet his wife and family.  She is a bit frazzled having spent the day home-schooling but glad to see the hunter return.  After a healthy dinner which again violates every nostrum of the vaunted FDA, he asks after his sons and daughter and the wife relates the verities of the day.  After a brief conversation, John proceeds to go to his shop to work on his gunsmithing hobby with his lads for the evening and then hit the rack in preparation for another day.

John and Jane Q. Public do not consciously realize it but they are practicing anarchists every day.  Despite the shaping of their minds by twelve plus years of government education and the nearly constant barrage of government supremacism in the media, even the most hardened collectivists tend to realize that their personal behavior is largely driven not by fear of punishment for doing the wrong thing but the moral compass which starts to crystallize at an early age for taking the hard right over the easy wrong.  This is not to say that fear, the sine qua non, of all government is not ever-present.  It has continued to warp and fracture individuals every day in their pursuit of productivity and happiness.

No one welcomes the flashing red lights in their mirror in which they think the worst case could be their death in spite of the fact that they are decent and rule-following folk.  They have read the stories and know that ALL cops are concerned about today primarily is obedience and not criminality.  If you doubt this, drive on and disregard the flashing lights.

We all rue the day (or months) spent laboring over the income tax compliance madness that is unclear at best and saps our energies even further.

If you think you are free, go fly on an American airline…or stop paying the HOA dues to the petty collectivist tyrants that are on your local board…or stop paying any of the thousand cuts known as taxes everywhere…or refuse to submit to the wanton and often vicious behavior of regulatory agencies if you are ensnared in their traps as a small businessman…

Government is not the glue that holds society together.  It is the savage adhesive that bonds subject populations to their rulers through the use of violence and the threat of violence to milk every possible liter of unearned succor to support the imperious warfare/welfare state that is so commonplace today.  The genius of the mechanism is the endless parade of useful idiots and willing slaves, especially in all facets of the media, who sing endless serenades to their keepers and controllers.  A somewhat Hobbesian version the Stockholm syndrome et large.

While I subscribe to the first and third definitions mentioned above, I do quibble with absence of law asserted in the first variation.  Laws aren’t necessarily codified only by government.  Countless large and small variations on the laws originated in spontaneous order occur every day.  The small business owner knows that cutting corners may afford short-term gains but will lead to long-term losses.  The family man knows that the care he affords his children is also a long term investment.

Honor is a gift a man gives to himself.

You participate in anarchy every day, simply expand the practice and prove to friends and family that a life lived without a yoke is a better life worth living.

Notes in the Margin: I have employed the word anarchist in this essay and avoided the term abolitionist which I had discussed in a previous essay.  The reason for the semantic employment is that I consider the use of the term anarchist in this essay to be descriptive of a state of mind both conscious and unconscious.  I think most humans have a natural tendency to resist being told what to do UNTIL the fear, deliberately and by chance, is wielded by external agencies.  The abolitionist recognizes their servitude and chooses to do something about it.

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The Fork in the Road by Bill Buppert

The Road to Serfdom

I have been incredibly busy with life, work and distractions that have kept me from posting on the blog on a regular basis and that will stop.  More ramblings are forthcoming.  The blog acts as a catharsis for the frustration I feel as the world tumbles toward a figurative sun on a bloody and futile path brought to you by the mean ambition of politicians and the warped societies these creatures nurture.

We live in a statist nightmare which feeds upon itself with the cannibalistic fervor of self destruction so common to their kind.

I was once a collectivist but saw that the reduction of human beings to cattle in a feedlot to serve the needs of the rulers to whom the populations have surrendered is a twisted and psychopathic fever dream.

I was once a Constitutionalist who joined the tired chorus of parchment worshipers who would mewl and wax nostalgic of old days they had no concept of.  I read the Constitution, I steeped myself in the arcana of the Founding Era, and I read the Federalist Papers and then took the antivenin of the Anti-Federalist papers.  I then went back and read the “failed” Articles of Confederation.  I studied further and discovered that the Constitution was a political coup designed to make all the states mere political subsidiaries of the central government…and to put THE gun in the hands of the national state…and to claim the same taxing authority of unlimited means and aggrandizement that the usual suspects both Left and Right sputter on about today.  We have been subjected to a heady and sophisticated propaganda effort from the ratification in 1791 to today to believe we are free in our homes, wealth and property yet a cursory glance at our history will reveal a sordid and grisly story of convincing a captive population that their financial exsanguinations and obedience to the state in all its guises will result in a heaven on earth.

A thought experiment:  What would America look like if two classes of tax eaters did not exist – tax collectors and law enforcement?  How could the state become the Constitutional leviathan it is today if not for these two institutions?  While the former is hidden from view through clever media manipulation, the latter is lionized, idolized and canonized.  Yet a review of the available data and the horrific video footage of police brutality show a coast to coast total disregard for the basest civil liberties and a teflon coating on the guilty armed tax eaters who act as concierges into the American penal system.

I then became a minarchist believing in smaller government.  I believed that a custodial government or a caretaker apparatus which would only build our roads and provide for courts and law enforcement would be necessary.  How bloody naive.  But guess what – no such creature has ever existed in the whole of human history.  EVERY smaller government grows larger and more oppressive over time.  The great westward migration in the nineteenth century in America wasn’t a frontier expansion; it was a massive exodus to escape the grasping and bloodied tentacles of government and the Constitution that had created the monster on the Potomac.  People wanted to be left alone, to no longer submit to the seductive vampiric embrace of the State with its empty promises and inevitable track record of failure, incompetence and bloodshed.  The State cannot exist without encouraging and enhancing its own ability to maim and kill its cattle whether domestically or in ill-destined adventures overseas.

There is no such thing as limited government.

I then became an anarchist believing that the world would be better off embracing voluntarism, cooperation, free markets and persuasion in EVERY enterprise of human behavior.  To take the position not of a pacifist which always works in favor of government but the steely-eyed and well-equipped warrior whose watch word is the total adherence to the philosophy of initiated non-aggression but a hellish response to being screwed with.

Never initiate force against another. That should be the underlying principle of your life. But should someone do violence to you, retaliate without hesitation, without reservation, without quarter, until you are sure that he will never wish to harm – or never be capable of harming – you or yours again.

- from THE SECOND BOOK OF KYFHO  (Revised Eastern Sect Edition)

Anarchist is a word whose misfortune is in its widespread misinterpretation and conflation with “bomb throwers” and violence by the self described anarchists since the 1990s who have robbed the word of all meaning;  twisting it to have the same descriptive value as unconstitutional, in other words, none.

I then became and remain an abolitionist.  Whether the glorious inspiration of Wilberforce or the forceful declarations of the brilliant individualist anarchist, Lysander Spooner, I am opposed to ALL slavery.  The conscription for war, the chattel slavery of human bondage, and the tax slavery we labor under today or the worst slavery of all – the savage misperception that servitude is freedom and that we are our brother’s keeper but only under the lash.

From communism to national socialism to neo-conservatism and every other bloody shirt waved by the starry-eyed collectivists the vision remains the same – one nation under the yoke of absolute power and the vast planetary feedlot known as mankind.

Fear is not only the mind killer; it is the key to your own serfdom.  Liberate your mind from the notion that it is right or virtuous to enslave your fellow man and the road to redemption begins.  As long as the State maintains the capacity to fine, detain, jail, maim and kill you, you have ZERO self-ownership.  And if you don’t own yourself, somebody else has the title.

What will you do with that freedom?

Notes in the Margin: I would like to thank my friend, Kaiser, for revising and improving the look of the blog.  More updates to come and all barbs and arrows are welcome.

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