The Offal Office: Global Headquarters for Plantations, Inc by Bill Buppert

“But we have everywhere courts of injustice — open and avowed injustice — claiming sole jurisdiction of all cases affecting men’s rights of both person and property; and having at their beck brute force enough to compel absolute submission to their decrees, whether just or unjust.Can a more decisive or infallible condemnation of our governments be conceived of, than the absence of all courts of justice, and the absolute power of their courts of injustice?”

- Lysander Spooner

I’ve had to deprogram myself with thousands of hours of autodidactic inquiry to dispel and destroy the hundreds of myths drilled into my head during years of government schooling. This indoctrination has only one primary purpose: to destroy critical thinking facility and replace it with an imbecilic faith in the state to right every wrong and provide cradle to grave excuses for not being a self-led individual. Collectivism builds vast gulag-care systems that institutionalize sloth, group-think and a callous disregard for those who disagree with you.  From the sports-obsessed militarists to the nationalistic evangelical Israeli-firsters to the forever-lost collectivist true believers, American tax cattle love their bread and circuses. The American myth is based on a number of assumptions that beggar belief and challenge basic humanity. They clothe the barbarism in parchment idolatry and the lionizing of men, particularly the Presidents.

I have always thought the annual celebration of the best to worst presidents was foolish at best and academically challenged at worst. The court historians had a tendency to fellate the state and top-list the warmongers and those who expanded government and the list continued to diminish from there. From a libertarian perspective, most are monsters incarnate and from my abolitionist perspective, all are monsters but I had an enduring faith a few had good intentions among whom was Grover Cleveland who has been a favorite top drawer listing among the libertarian commentariat.

I highly recommend you take the time to read Lysander Spooner’s letter to Grover Cleveland.

Alas, further examination reveals him to be a collectivist beast like all the rest. It all begins with the railroads in the 19th century, which were given land grants of nearly ten percent of the total land in the country and the tremendous wealth earned by the railroad companies and their ancillary support elements. Cleveland was concerned about the natural corruption that attended big business married to big government and he managed to get the Supremes to rule 6-3 in Wabash, St. Louis & Pacific Railway Company v. Illinois in 1886 that the states did not dictate nor interpret the Commerce Clause of the wretched Constitution but the Federal government did. In other words, the Fedes were THE final arbiter in all commercial trade.

After the Lincolnian project had sealed the fate of any extra-Constitutional attempt to break free from the continuing tyranny of the Federal government: Cleveland managed to find the one enduring notion that would buttress and nourish the growing regulatory apparatus of the national state; in essence, he authored the most effective nursery for the emerging fourth branch of Federal regulation. This led to the creation of the Interstate Commerce Commission. I had often thought that the 1942 Wickard v. Filburn ruling had accelerated the growth of the regulatory state in the US but the Cleveland-sponsored devices were the true embryonic path that caused the national state to accelerate in control and grasping at power that would eventually do everything but extinguish commercial liberty in the US. Wickard v. Filburn incredibly regulated commerce that never left its source of production, a nefarious and economically illiterate interpretation but to be expected of the “Red Court” during FDR’s reign. The 1942 was the final nail in the coffin for any free markets in the US.

When I speak to economic illiteracy, I refer to the fascistic Keystone Keynesian notions that have dominated the bureaucratic nomenklatura in the US since the Theodore Roosevelt administration.

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Same as It Ever IS: Just Another Government Threat by Bill Buppert

Publisher’s Note: I wanted to thank Joe over at VigilantVote for the inspiration for this essay. He wrote this brilliant take-down of the Western consensus on IS. I have simply taken his analysis a few steps further. -BB

IS, formerly ISIL and ISIS, jumped to the front of the queue as the primary global bogeyman since the Western commentariat was starting to wonder at and wear thin the myth of Al Qaeda as the latest Islamic pandemic to make the rulers fill their pants in naked fear and, in turn, communicate their quaking fright to the masses for their own nefarious purposes. After trillions wasted, two nations in the Middle East no better than before the US occupation and the exponential leap in the surveillance state in the advanced first world, things have not changed much. The Western elites nervously clutch at their handbags and grimace at the sheer numbers of murdered portrayed in the new media and prefer the Western notion of killing folks over time instead of all at once. It’s the bodycounts in compressed time frames that makes government nervous because someone may put two and two together. The Rwandan genocide was a huge corpse-pile in a small time frame and one could almost hear the agonized whispers of the Western intelligentsia urging the Hutu to slow their roll.

All the poster children and intellectual crushes of the collectivists tended to kill millions but did a timed phase of murder en masse.

Tyranny is a matter of perspective.

It’s funny to watch the righteous indignation of the usual suspects as they cry crocodile tears over the savagery of IS yet it is a simple difference of puffs of smoke – human smoke. The IS is savage and barbaric but the American observers are simply upset because they are seeing this kind of mayhem take place at the hands of their Middle Eastern confreres instead of visited with more technological ferocity by Western drones, artillery, close air support, missiles and advanced infantry weapons wielded by the occupiers. One wonders that if IS had more uniform clothing and more sophisticated armaments if the West would simply offer another polite golf clap to the atrocities in admiring approval. Graybeards smiling sagely and thinking that’ll put the fear of God in those rabble.

The New Orwellian version of the Marshall Plan has not created first world nations out of nations of Middle Eastern rubble. The government has discovered the wars serve two primary purposes: paralyzing independent thought in the booboisee in the rush to war and the rich plunder divined by the military industrial complex laundering the stolen monies at home and abroad. These two elements lead to the most important reward of all for government supremacists: a means to test and socialize various instruments of power to better fleece and rob the resident tax populations. After all, it was Milton Friedman who gave us tax withholding during the War to Save Josef Stalin. The recent conflicts have allowed demonstration projects for biometric registration of captive populations and the comprehensive testing of drone technology. All of that is coming home because empire always comes home.

Same as it ever was as the latest mouthpiece in the Offal Office reads the same fascist agitprop off the teleprompter day after day. One observation stands out: name the last time any occupant of the WAFL (War Against Freedom and Liberty) House actually delivered true liberty.

True liberty in this case is not legalization, rollback of laws or the elimination of an executive agency. True liberty is actualized in one true sense, when the statist enforcers arrive at your house, bust down your door and attempt the kidnapping and/or murder of you and yours, free man tolerates the violation.

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Kill the State of Consent: Voting is Nonsense by Bill Buppert

“Abraham Lincoln did not cause the death of so many people from a mere love of slaughter, but only to bring about a state of consent that could not otherwise be secured for the government he had undertaken to administer. When a government has once reduced its people to a state of consent – that is, of submission to its will – it can put them to a much better use than to kill them; for it can then plunder them, enslave them, and use them as tools for plundering and enslaving others.”

– Lysander Spooner

There is no man on a white horse to ride into Washington DC and fix what is wrong. Every time you pull that lever in the voting booth surrounded by earnest old women in tennis shoes, you are perpetuating a lie; the myth that voting can create and nourish the garden of freedom and liberty is an oft-quoted and misleading deception. Sort of like pulling the trigger on a gun with an innocent man or woman in front of the muzzle and thinking no harm will come. The lever is a stamp of approval for the terrorism, initiated violence and horror show that all government beyond self-government is in fact and history.

Voting is violence because every time a human pulls that lever they are legitimizing a proxy to use force to exact tax tribute, regulatory compliance and the maintenance of a police state. The government quite literally goes into your neighbor’s house on a consistent basis and demands a portion of that person’s wealth at the end of a gun; they don’t knock, they stroll in and take what they wish under color of law. If you resist, you are rewarded with a boot on your neck and a gun screwed to your temple, they may even be kind enough to levy an extra surcharge or kidnap you and cage you for daring to question their system of criminality. Voting simply shuffles plantation owners on the veranda. Voting in a private venue is fine but the state notion of voting is an approval of the ownership of other human beings.

The staccato beat of voting as a talisman against the big government bogeyman has been drummed into our skulls since the first government obedience classes taught in state-run elementary schools. They quaintly call them civics but it is a terribly distorted picture of history and patchwork of shabby lies to make you think you can make a difference through government action. The socialist shamans from both the left and right beat the tattoo on the dead animal skins to lull the tax cattle into thinking they have a say in their manacles when the reality is simply a more nuanced plantation lifestyle.

The horrific Hamiltonian-Lincolnian project that took the wretched Constitution and gave its genetic expansion meme power was codified to instill perpetual life and a license to Sovietize the continent it lorded over. The police state has accelerated since 2001 well beyond even the fascist FDR’s wildest dreams to come to full flower under innumerable Congressional edicts and Executive orders; from torture as national policy to blanket eavesdropping to police forces drunk on bloodlust; the landscape is inescapably a collectivist fever dream rubber-stamped by the usual suspects in the three “separate” branches of the same government supremacist tree.

Voting for freedom is like fornicating for virginity and is as impossible as the imbecilic notion that limited government can exist when there is no historical precedent for it, East or West. Simply, the American project is Exhibit A in the impossibility of limited government as the Leviathan has increased in size enormously over time granting a legal imprimatur to the most outrageous slings and arrows of any civilizational benchmark.

America is not a free country and has not been for a very long time. The voters think their serial killer beauty contest allows them a voice in their incarceration but that may be the most dangerous illusion of all. Every candidate who runs for office is a just another prison warden.

It bears repeating that secession is the only answer and it is the historical rule and not the exception in the evolution of tax jurisdictions planet-wide.

Franklin’s notion of a Republic if you can keep it got it as backwards as Kennedy did with his famous “ask not” speech. Throw it back because if you keep it, you own it and your shiny manacles will rust over time and smother every ounce of freedom and self-governance you formerly possessed.

The parchment worshipers and Constitutional idolaters are nothing more than philosophical snake-oil salesman who want to put a happy face on tyranny and death cults. They insist that you abide by a contract you didn’t sign that led to unprecedented liberty-hunting and freedom-usurping in its first dozen years with the Whiskey Rebellion, 1798 Alien and Sedition Act and the insistence by the Supremes on declaring their formidable collectivist powers ex post facto, the rest is a gore-soaked history of continental bloodletting of American aboriginals and a global quest to seek more scalps once the domestic body-count started to diminish starting in 1893.

The true secret to self-government is being apolitical because political means merely encourages the psychopaths to insist that the worse people must be in charge of every aspect of your existence to protect you from a few bad actors in the private realm because the government criminality is built into the system. Legal permission to be free is impossible. As Larken tells us, laws are not laws but simply threats.

The creed of abolitionism is the opposition to all forms of slavery.

What forms of slavery do you support? If your answer is none and you vote, you are deluded.

Own yourself. Resist.

“There is no worse tyranny than to force a man to pay for what he does not want merely because you think it would be good for him.”

Robert Heinlein, The Moon is a Harsh Mistress

The Constitution: The God That Failed (To Liberate Us From Big Government) by Bill Buppert

Publisher’s Note: I thought it more appropriate to conduct my annual savaging of the Constitution on the day after in concert with the Scottish bid for independence. May they look elsewhere for a document to wreath around a successful bid if they win.

Constitution Day is the annual homage to one of the most devilishly clever instruments to make a slave people think they are free. The political coup occurred a mere three years after the divorce proceedings from the United Kingdom in 1783 where 13 separate nations sat across from the King’s legation in Paris. Ironic the day following is a referendum for the Scottish to no longer be English poodles and break away from the same clods in London. Such a referendum would never be tolerated in the land of the free and home of the brave under current Constitutional constraints since the question of individual sovereignty at the individual and state level was solved by Lincoln’s clarification on Constitutional totalitarianism in 1865 and further cemented in the years to follow.

A quick thought experiment is in order. If the Second Amendment has any meaning, how does one explain the Constitutional imprimatur and stamp of approval on the 1934 NFA, 1939 US v. Miller, 1968 GCA, 1986 FOPA, 1989 Bush prohibition on the importation of cosmetically offensive weapons and the very existence of the BATFE? All government approved and enforced; move along citizen, no infringement here.

The answer is elegantly simple: limited government is impossible and the rulers do as they please using the document that destroyed the state’s individual presumptions and nationalized the edict and issue of executive regulation to the atomistic level. The Federalist project was a means to effectively manage tax cattle and when possible invade the rest of the planet with the contagion the document created to put every human being under its power on a permanent plantation.

One additional observation: is it not instructive that in every case where an individual seeks redress against government abuse, they never use the body of the Constitution but the anemic Bill of Rights the Federalists objected to? Read Hamilton’s weak arguments against the Bill of Rights in Federalist #84 for a clue where these scoundrels were headed.

Boston’s Hologram of Liberty now available on Kindle.

Constitution Day is not a day of celebration but a day of mourning for what could have been. –BB

“By rendering the labor of one, the property of the other, they cherish pride, luxury, and vanity on one side; on the other, vice and servility, or hatred and revolt.”

~ James Madison

“But whether the Constitution really be one thing, or another, this much is certain — that it has either authorized such a government as we have had, or has been powerless to prevent it. In either case, it is unfit to exist.”

~ Lysander Spooner

Today, 17 September 2014, is Constitution Day. There will be paeans, abundant commentary and church-like observances of the glories of this document in making us the most blessed nation on planet earth. This essay suggests a contrarian thesis. The Constitution is an enabling document for big government. Much like the Wizard of Oz, the man behind the curtain is a fraud. In this case, for all the sanctimonious hand-wringing and the obsequious idolatry of the parchment, it sealed the fate of our liberties and freedoms and has operated for more than 200 years as a cover for massive expansion of the tools and infrastructure of statist expansion and oppression. Among the many intellectual travels I have undertaken, this is one of the most heart-breaking I have ventured on. I want to acknowledge the compass-bearers who sent me on this journey: Kenneth W. Royce (aka Boston T. Party) and his seminal book, The Hologram of Liberty and Kevin Gutzman’s Politically Incorrect Guide to the Constitution. For most of the political spectrum in America, the document represents their interpretation of how to make this mortal coil paradise. Even in libertarian circles, it is taken as an article of faith the Constitution is a brilliant mechanism to enlarge liberty and keep government at bay. That is a lie.

The document was drafted in the summer of 1787 behind closed doors in tremendous secrecy because if word leaked out of the actual contents and intent, the revolution that had just concluded would have been set ablaze again. They were in a race against time and did everything in their power to ensure that the adoption took place as quickly as possible to avoid reflection and contemplation in the public square that would kill the proposal once the consequences of its agenda became apparent. They were insisting that the states ratify first and then propose amendments later. It was a political coup d’état. It was nothing less than an oligarchical coup to ensure that the moneyed interests, banksters and aristocrats could cement their positions and mimic the United Kingdom from which they had been recently divorced.

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First Global Sneak Peek at The Cancer Club by Bill Buppert

Publisher’s Note: I have been working on a novel this year and this will be the first excerpt I will release. My first attempt at long form fiction. Writing fiction is incredibly hard and I have suffered a steep learning curve in mastering the craft and am a long way from doing it with ease. I find writing non-fiction to be much easier so this is a whole new venture to create characters and narratives from whole cloth, string them together and most importantly, keep readers interested.

This is not the first chapter but an intermediate chapter that sets the new sequence rolling in the novel after the main protagonists are introduced.

In essence, The Cancer Club is about four terminally ill widowers caught in the net of the growing American police state and their decision to go down fighting. This particular chapter sets the narrative on an accelerated course. The novel takes place mostly in Tucson, Arizona in the near future as a representative built-up area for the backdrop to the story.

So I accept all the constructive criticism you can throw at me, I may publish other chapters in the future for your delectation.

This goes to the editor on 1 November and I have already delayed two months for various reasons including my laziness in writing.

My next book project this year will be easier for me as a writer. I will be analyzing and commenting on all of Lysander Spooner’s published work (six volumes and 2700 pages). I think he may be one of the least recognized and most influential intellectually of the individualist abolitionists in American literature. There is a tremendous dearth of study of his work in the mainstream. Certainly not a project to make me rich but a worthy windmill to tilt at.

Thanks for taking the time to read this. Please be sure to email me or post comments. -BB

Chapter Fourteen: A New World

The industrial park was dark again and the car drove to the large block building in the cul-de-sac at the end of the complex. Timothy glided to the front entrance and stopped in the handicapped space. He slipped out and clicked the fob to lock the car. The BMW beeped back and he strolled through the front office.

“Good evening, Mr. Henry.”

“Evening, Janice, Harry in?”

“I’ll buzz you in.” She smiled and pressed the button to release the door lock.

Timothy proceeded through the entry and went down a corridor and saw the light under the last door on the left. He paused to brush some lint off the fabric of his Gieves and Hawkes suit jacket, he shot his cuffs and knocked lightly as he pushed it in.

“Evening, Harry, everything on schedule?” pronouncing the last word in the odd English quirk common to his Received Pronunciation, common to American ears that tuned into the BBC.

Harry’s office was neat as a pin with whiteboards and maps bedecking the walls around a Spartan desk with a computer monitor and a few stacks of paper. Timothy walked to the largest map on the wall and touched it. His fingers traced invisible lines across the surface and settled at the very point he was standing at right now. Five digital atomic clocks glowed above the map in a console. Two industrial shredders were against the opposite wall.

“Everything’s on schedule, some paperwork difficulties in Boston but everything is set. Countdown is at D-47 hours right now.” Less than two days until a multi-city simultaneous event that will rock the country to its core.

“What paperwork?”

“We need to get the electronic on-board recorders (EOBRs) synchronized across the entire fleet. The Feds want to eliminate paper logs but they want the electronic journal slaved to the on-board computers of the discrete trucks. Once that’s complete, we’ll be able to do it.”

“How many cloverleafs are mapped?”

“Interchanges in DC, Boston, New York City, Miami, Charlotte, Chicago and Seattle and LA on the west coast. The west coast events will take place the morning following the events on the east coast.

“Javelins?”

“You’re aware the DoD lost accountability for 36 Javelin Command Launch Units in 2003, we have managed over a period of time to procure 24 of those along with the associated missiles. Six of those have been expended in training overseas and two are inop leaving us a total of 16. Half of those are presently in the LA area being pre-positioned for D-Day. There are two Liquified Gas Cargo Carriers or LNGs in the basin in the next few days.”

“Let’s confirm timelines.”

“East Coast is the fulcrum at 1630 on Tuesday, Chicago will be 1730 CST and the freeway interchanges in California at 1930 PST. The Long Beach Terminal targets at 0915 PST the next day.”

“E&E in place for all the agents? At least the ones that survive.” Timothy winked and sported a toothy grin like a shark..

“Yeah, still tying loose ends in Chicago but the Canadian ratline is active now and we have a waterborne exfil in LA.”

Timothy stretched his lanky frame and yawned. “Alright, send the green-light in 24 hours, we are a go and Godspeed to all the targeteers.”

Harry smiled and leaned back in his chair, drawling in a thick Mississippi accent. “So far, everything is cyber-bleached to the extent we can and Janice and I will be destroying and shredding and burning all the docs over the next twenty hours. What little there is. Remember, we are simply the catalyst for the whole process, we’ll simply finish what Al Qaeda started. A little over five years to get here…long road traveled. The next time we see each other will be on the other side of the world.”

Timothy turned to the door. “See you on the other side, brother.”

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Tuesday 1610 on DC Beltway

John beat the steering wheel in his car as he heard the latest update on traffic snarls on 495 near 267. Bumper to bumper and he had to piss like a racehorse, he was probably a good thirty minutes out from his favorite gas station to stop and use.

I hope Helen has something good waiting when I get home. She works evening shift tonight but at least I can heat it up and fall asleep in front of the TV. These two-hour commutes are brutal.

He looked around at his fellow inmates on the freeway and noticed a large semi pulled over at the overpass with safety cones and markers surrounding it and the hood tilted forward. The windows were tinted so he couldn’t see anybody inside. He noticed an ambulance coming down the roadway under the overpass perpendicular to his direction of travel. The ambulance picked up a man in a paramedic uniform at the bottom and drove on the shoulder. Funny, the paramedic hopped in and they sped off light  on and siren blasting.

Jesus, wish I had lights and a siren to pass all these folks up…

Without warning, 10,600 gallons of liquid propane with a 1000 gallon pony sheath of welding gas and oxygen ignited in the semi parked on the shoulder and blew outwards in a firestorm that engulfed the entire interchange at the junction of the Dulles Toll Road and Capital Beltway. John was quite simply, vaporized. Later investigation would reveal the remnants of the propane container to be in a ten-foot deep crater a half-mile from the initial blast. The sound blast knocked out windows a distance of ten miles away and the resulting firestorm ignited and cooked off thousands of cars and trucks in vicinity to the blast.

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The Statist Quo: Breaking Bad and Worse by Bill Buppert

“Successor to a sinister inheritance, reared among fierce conditions and moving through ferocious times, he supplied those qualities of action and personality without which the foundations of Irish nationhood would not have been re-established.”

– Winston Churchill describing Michael Collins

Secession is the rule and not the exception throughout history.

Uti possidetis juris, as it stands at the present, is based on two ideas: self-determination and the non-interference in the internal affairs of other countries. It emanates from the Treaty of Westphalia and flows forward in history. The Treaty is often cited as a touchstone of First Generation Warfare. In the end, all secession comes down to self-determination at the lowest level. Many in libertarian circles, including myself, insist that secession begins at the atomistic level and succeeds from there. The very distillate of secession is the freedom to choose and opt-out from circumstances that negate your ability to be free.

So the Queen is concerned that a Scottish secession would change the United Kingdom? The First Flatulence in the White House is wondering why the IS fighters are refusing to recognize Western-penciled borders? The Ukraine and Russia fight over a partition that serves one or the other. In the last disagreement, the US is firmly in the camp of keeping the statist quo intact. This in spite of official flip-flopping on when secession is good and when it isn’t..

One of the reasons the US has such a conflicted relationship with secession is the muddled history that teaches contemporary Americans that secession is bad after the American Revolution (1775-83); the divorce from the UK then was good but the Confederate aspirations to mimic that success would not be tolerated under any conditions. Similar displeasure was expressed at Texan ambitions to separate from the Union and all succeeding secessionist movements within the US have been discouraged and crushed where necessary. Silly wankers in Alaska actually wanted to put it to a vote; this was, of course, declared illegal by the Federal courts.

The US frowns on secession when it suits their needs and encourages it otherwise such as the wholesale calving of the former USSR and Yugoslavia in the last decade of the twentieth century. With few exceptions, most nation states, particularly in the West, fight the calving off of constituent parts. While I would be hard-pressed to justify any military intervention by the US since 1893, a brief look at the adventures in Iraq and Afghanistan provide many primers on how not to conduct a conflict. Both cases show a dogged determination to maintain Western-penciled borders in the aforementioned countries agnostic to tribal and blood clan division that make the forced cohabitation a powder keg in the best of times.

Afghanistan is an imaginary country and during my year-long sojourn there in 2013, a mere dozen years after the American folly began in 2001, no western country much less the Afghans themselves could settle on the total number of districts or provinces in the country. The infrastructure was still fifth world and the absurd dysfunction of all the security forces made light of the six districts in solid Taliban control since 2001. Outside of Kabul, the central government doesn’t exist except in the raw form of brute violence visited by government security forces in concert with the NATO ground forces’ occasional forays outside heavily Westernized compounds or ill-conceived operating bases located at the bottom of valleys.

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Guest Post: Silver Lining of Statism: Creating More Anarchists Every Day

Publisher’s Note:  The past fortnight has been very hectic for me and the estimable Robert Taylor who runs A Little Rebellion has stepped in to offer this great thought piece on the emerging spontaneous order that is slowly replacing the collectivist fever-dream planet-wide. Robert and I share a common hero in Edward Abbey who had foundational influence on my journey to abolitionism:

“I write with the firm conviction that anarchism and liberty, as Edward Abbey said, are not  “romantic fable[s] but the hardheaded realization, based on five thousand years of experience, that we cannot entrust the management of our lives to kings, priests, politicians, generals, and county commissioners.”

Please take the time to read not only this essay but others you may find on his great site. Enjoy.

Notes in the Margin:The blog cyber-ninjas have repaired some of the glitches discovered in the comments functionality on ZeroGov so I would urge everyone to take a look and comments as you wish. Disagree? Please post your comments here. Sacred cows make the best burgers. My twitter enterprise has been rather successful and I urge you to join that conversation at @Zero_Gov on Twitter; follow if you wish, cast aspersions as you see fit. And yes, I am still trying to figure out how to put a bitcoin donation device on the blog. -BB

Silver Lining of Statism: Creating More Anarchists Every Day by Robert Taylor

For the victims of police violence – whether while protesting or filming inside a warzone like Ferguson, or the 50,000 SWAT raids per year, or the “asset forfeiture”or the daily cobweb of regimentation – it’s hard to feel any sense of justice.

The system is designed to give law enforcement officials complete license to assault, maim, and kill – “qualified immunity” – without the ability of the public to hold them accountable. If state police were to be held to a higher standard of say, market forces and market regulations, then there would be far more peace officers and far less rogue cops. Instead of answering to us as customers, they answer to the politicians that assign them their budgets. And who pays for their budgets?

You and I. Or else. Fines. Tickets. Cages. House raids. And they will kill you if you resist their aggression if you fall under the mistaken assumption that you are free. We can’t withdraw our consent or our dollars. We can’t take our business elsewhere.

There is no justice for victims of state violence. Even under the rare circumstances that a cop is held accountable, he is usually given a paid suspension and the victim’s family is awarded money that is stolen from their tax hostages. One might think that the individual who aggresses should be responsible for damages like the rest of society and not offloaded coercively onto others.

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Same As It Ever Was: Slavery and the State by Bill Buppert

“Disobedience is the true foundation of liberty. The obedient must be slaves.”
Henry David Thoreau

So I often read the writings and scribblings of the nineteenth century abolitionists in America and come away confused by the lack of taking their sophisticated arguments about the ownership of other humans to the obvious conclusion. While they fought mightily against chattel slavery, they tend to give a Gallic shrug to taxation and regulation slavery or not even address the implication of their introspection. The harnessing of individual time, resources and volition in the fields in perpetuity with the deed to their lives held by the plantation owner certainly puts a finer point to slavery but the more ”civilized” variations on human ownership in modern nation-states begs the questions.

Somewhat like being opposed to killing unless it came with government approval from the newest slave masters on the block – the state. War is the health of the state but as the old saw goes, if you kill privately, you will be held to account but if you are conscripted, handed a rifle and play “plink-a-pinko” for the state, you get a free pass; much like the police state in America today where the cops have a literal license to maim and kill and charge the taxpayers for the cleanup.

Whether Frederick Douglass, William Lloyd Garrison or other abolitionist worthies from the nineteenth century, with the noble exception of the great Lysander Spooner, none took their umbrage at human ownership by others to its logical conclusion. Most dared not understand the foundational relationship between the state and the institution of slavery. It was the mortar and glue that maintained the depth and breadth of Greco-Roman civilization in the West. The feudal variations may have been the embryonic foundation of the modern slave societies in the West where total ownership was not in the mix but freedom was conditional on the amount of tribute, time and resources was surrendered at gunpoint in the name of civilization. After the West abandoned chattel slavery, the more hidden and tangential forms of slavery started to advance and spread throughout the body politic finding champions and apologists across the political spectrum. Excepting the anarcho-capitalists, rare is the Western political construct that calls for a total abolition of all forms of human slavery

Turning to my trusty Oxford English Dictionary, I find the following happy tribe of definitions:

  • A person who is the legal property of another and is forced to obey them.
  • A person who works very hard without proper remuneration or appreciation.
  • A person who is excessively dependent upon or controlled by something.
  • An ant captured in its pupal state by an ant of another species, for which it becomes a worker.

The last one is especially unnerving because it speaks to the Constitutional implied consent that is the holy writ both Left and Right in America binding the infant with the misfortune of US citizenship to become one of the tax cattle administered by the government and its innumerable regulatory hydras haunting the fruited plain.

Whether the cradle to grave welfare system for the poor, the corporate welfare class or the tens of millions saddled with enormous tax bills and regulatory burdens, American fish swim in a vast ocean festooned with dozens of statist remoras sucking the lifeblood out of them on a daily basis. There is no choice unless one goes underground to conduct daily business.

It could be that the main difference is the plantation dwellers get to apparently vote for selected plantation owners every four years at the highest level and sub-plantation owners at different intervals across the vast tax jurisdiction.

But what did those nineteenth century abolitionists mean then when they were opposed to all forms of slavery but not all?

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Secession Tales Revisited by Bill Buppert

Publisher’s Note: Yesterday, 24 August was both my birthday and fortuitously, the day the British burned down the White House and other government edifices through the DC swamp area in 1814. The siege or burning of Washington was an attack during the war of 1812 by British forces and those of the United States of America. The American troops had been defeated by at the Battle of Bladensburg by troops led by Major General Robert Ross. His forces later went on to occupy then Washington City and destroy a number of buildings, including the White House.

To quote the Architect of the Capitol (yes, you or your unborn children pay for that, too) recently:

“The British focused their destructive work on the principal rooms, foregoing the lobbies, halls and staircases, thus securing their escape route. In the south wing, soldiers ignited a giant bonfire of furniture slathered with gunpowder paste in the Hall of the House of Representatives. The heat from the fire grew so intense that it melted the glass skylights and destroyed much of the carved stone in the room, including Guiseppe Franzoni’s life-size marble statue of Liberty seated on a pedestal, located above the Speaker’s rostrum. Downstairs, the Clerk’s office was transformed into an inferno of burning documents and furniture; this fire produced a heat so great it forced the British to retreat from the south wing, leaving half of the rooms on the first floor unscathed.

In the Supreme Court Chamber, on the first floor of the north wing, troops piled furniture from nearby rooms to create another great bonfire, severely damaging the Doric stone columns. Upstairs, a large room that then housed the Library of Congress’ collection of over 3,000 books served as a ready stockpile of fuel. The space burned so fiercely that it endangered a portion of the exterior stonewall. From the library, winds spread the flames to the Senate Chamber, where the damage to the art and architecture was also severe. Upon seeing the flames of the Capitol from his temporary residence at the Octagon House, French minister Louis Sérurier remarked, “I have never beheld a spectacle more terrible and at the same time more magnificent.”

In the spirit of both celebration and reflection on what could have been, I offer you one of my flights of fantasy where I speculated on what Idaho’s secession from the Federal leviathan may look like.

Notes in the Margin: I have done a number of new podcasts and interviews that can be found at the Media and Interviews tab on the blog. Shane at Static Media Hub has opened a sub forum at my forum, which can be found here. Still slogging through my writing for my novel. Truth be told, fiction is far more laborious to me than non-fiction.

Kenneth Royce’s book, Modules for Manhood is now available on Kindle. -BB

Good Morning, Mr. President by Bill Buppert

“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.”

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

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

An Intrusion of Coproaches: Sheriff Andy is Shown the Door by Bill Buppert


Publisher’s Note: Due to some WP eccentricities, I have turned the comments function off until we fix it. If you wish to comment, I would urge you to join the conversation at my forum here. You can find my email in the Contacting Me tab. -BB

The days of Mayberry RFD are long over and done with. The police serve and protect the rulers and no one else.

Frequent visitors to my site know that cops are a favorite topic here. No political bad actor can possibly deny the freedom of one human being absent the police enforcement mechanism to do so. Police have been and remain the primary existential threat to human liberty; all on display in the latest clown posse shenanigans in Missouri. The huge statist police occupation of America is Exhibit A of how important that maxim seems to be to the powers that be. The latest mischief by the law enforcers in Ferguson, MO point to some systematic and oft-repeated concerns about police brutality, quickness to violence and secure blanket immunity to ensure that bad cops (is there any other?) evade punishment for crimes that would put the taxpaying proles in the hoosegow.

Like a raft of turkeys or a murder of crows, the city of Ferguson, MO is suffering an intrusion of coproaches and the qualifier appears to be quite accurate.

There is a silver lining to this event. Much like the Boston bombing episode where the cops overreacted and crushed rights and created police victims out of whole cloth, the Missouri episode demonstrates a very important observation. Even though the cops are kitted for war with all their fancy equipment, they have no clue how to use it. Now this is married to the fact that the cops will become increasingly savage over time but a tipping point may be reached where reaction may not be as pleasant as the “black and blue line” anticipated.

For the old infantry hands in the readership like myself, Infantry Rifle Platoon and Squad in FM 7-8 or the coffee table book variety in FM 3-21.8 in addition to the Ranger Handbook (SH 21-76) have plenty of information and guidance to fight the coming Endarkenment the Feds have planned for America. Even the SWAT clown posses across the land rarely if ever come up against seasoned lone wolves or fire teams that are trained in the warfare they pretend at like overgrown adolescent boys playing at soldier unfit to actually fight in the Legions.

Modern policing depends on a posture of domination that demands immediate submission and in most cases, the coproaches thugscrum an unfortunate human who hesitates a second or two in compliance. One can on one hand count the incidents in the last decade in which the police have battled a hardened and savvy dismounted light infantry foe toe to toe. They will not fare well.

Fitness is a key component of success in a fight and the natural slothfulness of government employees and police unions have worked to underwrite obesity and lack of fighting trim in the ranks. Fitness also speaks to discipline and the ability to face adversity, fat cops speak to neither but also dim their chances of ramping up the militaristic occupation of American streets they presently envision.

Take a look at the clown on top of the armored vehicle that has been such an iconic photo from the police antics in Ferguson, MO. Brian Merchant does a terrific analysis here.

A few observations. He is sporting a large scope that may be ideal for 300 meters and beyond but certainly not the anticipated 100 meter minus shooting customarily used by police overwatch for hostage or barricaded suspects. The weapon is an expensive .308 caliber AR platform replete with tac-latch for the charging handle and all the goodies one would find bedecked on the hardware of a gun hobbyist or competitive shooter. Indeed, he is wearing Marine Pattern camo (MARPAT). You will also note there are no backup iron sights (BUIS) mounted on the weapon. See a better picture here. This additional picture helped to clarify my confusion at the placement of the RMR for a right-handed shooter. The biggest question is why dress like a soldier in the first place if you don’t plan on going to war?

Also, black is a tricky camouflage to use in environments that lack any natural shadows. In the heat of a summer day, a black helmet is problematic. There is a reason military forces rarely wear black in vanilla combat operations. The human eye detects movement. The US Army banned the carry of black umbrellas because the sudden opening of the device would startle horses. I suspect the department just likes the sexiness of the color since it is the universal color of death in modern times.

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