I have been in a real punchy mood lately. I have been commenting on blogs the past couple days at a rate I never have before and have been enjoying it.
With the folks I have commented to (Robb, JTBolt, Mad Rocket Scientist, tgirsch and others), it would be huge fun to be at a table with you all surrounded by drink and appetizers and just having a good time bantering passionately back and forth. I think you'd all agree.
I'm punchy because every day seems to be bringing on more and more dread. I feel like I am bearing witness to the end of freedom. Obama's appointments are part of it. But it goes deeper. I sense that we are strapped to the back of a juggernaut that we can't stop.
The government no longer cares and haven't for a long time. To them, there is only one solution to any problem: money. They aren't interesting in fixing things. Just throw money at it. They're interested in placation. They no longer listen and do not care beyond their power and position. Our will and voice are fading away into noise to be tuned out.
No one no longer things about broader issues or even think issues through anymore. Look at these bailouts. No one is standing up and walking us through a plan. If they did, even people philosophically opposed to such things might still go along because at least they can see a plan and the fact some reasonable, logical thought went into it. But we don't. Just emotion and fear-mongering. And money.
We see it among ourselves. Look at what we are doing. Buying guns, ammo and parts like an apocalypse is coming. Is there? I don't know but I'm starting to think so. Are we are on a runaway train that is about to break lose and result in catastrophe for everyone aboard? Perhaps. You'd think so by what's going on in the market right now.
I read about real and imagined infringements of every right or concept we can think of and how it is only a matter of time before they come to pass. How can one not be depressed at the prospect of watching our lives and values slip away out of their grasp and out of our control? Yes, you might have yours but what does that say about us as a culture when we've retreated so far into a bunker mentality that we no longer care about tomorrow beyond food, shelter, our guns and what's on TV?
Our attitudes have changed. I commented rather forcefully at Robb's over police issues. My comments are heartfelt. Things like the elevation of police officer attitudes away from the average person and into an "us vs. them" or special privileged status is chilling. It should not be this way. But no one stands up to push back, to say "Enough, police! Start investigating and punishing misconduct that would land any of us in prison except you!".
Are we afraid? Or are we simply resigned to our Fate and just hoping we someone manage to keep what we have no matter how little it is?
Is this our future? Bloggers and freedom-minded folks reduced to Samizdat and occasional secret gatherings too frightened, cowed or just too hopeless to fight on. Crushed by Leviathan. I feel that desire to fight waning. I see all the wrongs in what is happening and I want to cry out. I cry out here but my audience is small. Do words even matter anymore? Does anyone even care about what I see them losing right before my eyes?
I'm fearing for the near-future of what might be. Of an Obama presidency that goes to the left and rams home every ideological desire under the sun. And even with an electoral switchover in 2010 and 2012, what then? Do you honestly ever see anyone in Government reigning themselves in? No Government in history has ever done that. Another move of the goalposts, another crack in the block of Liberty and we swing the hammer anew. Eventually the block will crumble after enough blows.
There is no awe and appreciation anymore. There is no honor. Everyone is willing to shift values for the sake of another bribe of the public, another beggar's handout, another slick pack of lies to further power and slavery along. We are slaves, I think, with the illusion of freedom. I think now we are simply being shown the reality of that illusion.
Still, I will fight. With words, with my voice. With everything I have until there is no way left. After that, I do not know.
I hope to never find out or be dead before it happens. It's depressing to think you'll be leaving a potential future child a world lesser than the one you had.
With the folks I have commented to (Robb, JTBolt, Mad Rocket Scientist, tgirsch and others), it would be huge fun to be at a table with you all surrounded by drink and appetizers and just having a good time bantering passionately back and forth. I think you'd all agree.
I'm punchy because every day seems to be bringing on more and more dread. I feel like I am bearing witness to the end of freedom. Obama's appointments are part of it. But it goes deeper. I sense that we are strapped to the back of a juggernaut that we can't stop.
The government no longer cares and haven't for a long time. To them, there is only one solution to any problem: money. They aren't interesting in fixing things. Just throw money at it. They're interested in placation. They no longer listen and do not care beyond their power and position. Our will and voice are fading away into noise to be tuned out.
No one no longer things about broader issues or even think issues through anymore. Look at these bailouts. No one is standing up and walking us through a plan. If they did, even people philosophically opposed to such things might still go along because at least they can see a plan and the fact some reasonable, logical thought went into it. But we don't. Just emotion and fear-mongering. And money.
We see it among ourselves. Look at what we are doing. Buying guns, ammo and parts like an apocalypse is coming. Is there? I don't know but I'm starting to think so. Are we are on a runaway train that is about to break lose and result in catastrophe for everyone aboard? Perhaps. You'd think so by what's going on in the market right now.
I read about real and imagined infringements of every right or concept we can think of and how it is only a matter of time before they come to pass. How can one not be depressed at the prospect of watching our lives and values slip away out of their grasp and out of our control? Yes, you might have yours but what does that say about us as a culture when we've retreated so far into a bunker mentality that we no longer care about tomorrow beyond food, shelter, our guns and what's on TV?
Our attitudes have changed. I commented rather forcefully at Robb's over police issues. My comments are heartfelt. Things like the elevation of police officer attitudes away from the average person and into an "us vs. them" or special privileged status is chilling. It should not be this way. But no one stands up to push back, to say "Enough, police! Start investigating and punishing misconduct that would land any of us in prison except you!".
Are we afraid? Or are we simply resigned to our Fate and just hoping we someone manage to keep what we have no matter how little it is?
Is this our future? Bloggers and freedom-minded folks reduced to Samizdat and occasional secret gatherings too frightened, cowed or just too hopeless to fight on. Crushed by Leviathan. I feel that desire to fight waning. I see all the wrongs in what is happening and I want to cry out. I cry out here but my audience is small. Do words even matter anymore? Does anyone even care about what I see them losing right before my eyes?
I'm fearing for the near-future of what might be. Of an Obama presidency that goes to the left and rams home every ideological desire under the sun. And even with an electoral switchover in 2010 and 2012, what then? Do you honestly ever see anyone in Government reigning themselves in? No Government in history has ever done that. Another move of the goalposts, another crack in the block of Liberty and we swing the hammer anew. Eventually the block will crumble after enough blows.
There is no awe and appreciation anymore. There is no honor. Everyone is willing to shift values for the sake of another bribe of the public, another beggar's handout, another slick pack of lies to further power and slavery along. We are slaves, I think, with the illusion of freedom. I think now we are simply being shown the reality of that illusion.
Still, I will fight. With words, with my voice. With everything I have until there is no way left. After that, I do not know.
I hope to never find out or be dead before it happens. It's depressing to think you'll be leaving a potential future child a world lesser than the one you had.
4 comments:
I feel this way as well. I also feel your pain also being from Montgomery County but this whole issue goes way beyond our county. I too see the Leviathan growing and I too know that when government gains a certain aspect of power over our lives they will never give it up. That is why sadly I find it horrible that I cannot write to any of my representatives because they are all apart of the Obama bandwagon. My human rights (especially gun rights), are you kidding me? They would just send out the usual retort of "I support the 2nd Amendment but reasonable restrictions must apply (assault weapons, crazy people, criminals, yada yada)." That is why I hope to get as much ammo as I can to prepare for the worst so when it comes it will only be a minor inconvenience. I hate being pushed to the point where you cannot use the ballot box but have to resort to the cartridge box but if it comes to it then so it shall be.
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A LITTLE more optimism is called for. Reagan would be optimistic. He'd rail against muddle-headed policies with logic and passion, but he'd still be optimistic that America would prevail.
It could be worse. This could be 1974.
All of what you said is roiling around inside me too - with one exception.
The hotter the kitchen gets, the more dedicated to the fight I become.
I think you need a plan. You know what the problems are. Come up with a simple plan, blog it out, execute it, and see how it goes.
Doing something makes you feel much better. I assure you.
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