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Commentary on the Politics of the Day
Barack Obama made headlines this week when he shed public tears over the loss of children’s lives to gun violence.
My being an Anarchist precludes me from ascribing any political affiliation to the worthiness of life. I feel all people are equal and their lives just as important, be they rich, poor, or live behind one border or another, or rally under a particular flag. That said, I find it disgusting that Mr. Obama melodramatize grief over the loss of lives from gun violence when Mr. Obama is responsible for equally tragic loss of life resulting from U.S. drone strikes abroad in the specious “war on terror”.
I don’t know if I would characterize Mr. Obama’s display as crocodile tears, or crock-of-shit tears. I find it hard to believe that a man responsible for the taking of other children’s lives would feel any remorse for the loss of life at the hands of others not under his charge. At the time of this post, loss of life in grades K-12 in the U.S. is stated to be at 160 children (source https://ballotpedia.org/United_States_school_shootings,_1990-present). Likewise, the loss of children’s life in Pakistan alone is estimated to be 168 (2004 – 2015). The total across all countries where the U.S. engages in drone strikes is greater, and this does not take into account non-drone actions such as troop-related killings. (source https://www.thebureauinvestigates.com/2015/02/02/almost-2500-killed-covert-us-drone-strikes-obama-inauguration/)
Be that as it may, this is but one more item in the “why I loathe government” bucket. State-sponsored murder goes unnoticed, while the moral decay of an uncaring people turns itself inward and brings home the message that allegiance amounts to accepting murder on some scale, and the loss of innocent life at home is a reflection of our actions exercised abroad.
Happy “Co-Dependent’s Day”!
Wave your star spangled tatter on a stick and contemplate the myriad laws, regulations, policies, and ordinances which control virtually every aspect of your life.
You are incapable of acting autonomously without first looking to your “Sovereign Enabler”, the government, in all its cancerous manifestations to first grant you permission and collect the requisite fee. Fill your pockets with papers and prepare to present upon demand.
Long ago, men spilled blood so you may live your life as you see fit; and unfortunately most, rather than some, fit into the shackles of voluntary servitude.
Today, I will live so freely that the government “ordained” to protect said freedoms may possibly kill me in that exercise because they choose to define “life, liberty, and pursuit of happiness” through the barrel of a gun and in contradiction to my conscience.
Happy Birthday, America; you old, weathered, tired, raped, beaten, emaciated, demented, and in-need of euthanasia, corporate whore and concubine to bankers.
If my words offend you, remember this; the men and actions you celebrate today make my diatribe appear as a a salubrious salutation since those men violently overthrew their government, killed countrymen, and denied a king. They were traitors, murderers, seditionists, rebels, and terrorists. If you can celebrate them, and defile all they worked for, then you can palate my acerbic dissent. If my passion and conscience finds no favor with your reason, then please un-friend me. If you find yourself in some agreement, look in the mirror and weep, for this old wretch is the dominatrix into whose care you entrust this country’s progeny.
I regret that I am now to die in the belief that the useless sacrifice of themselves, by the generation of ’76. to acquire self government and happiness to their country, is to be thrown away by the unwise and unworthy passions of their sons, and that my only consolation is to be that I live not to weep over it. if they would but dispassionately weigh the blessings they will throw away against an abstract principle more likely to be effected by union than by scission, they would pause before they would perpetrate this act of suicide on themselves and of treason against the hopes of the world. – Thomas Jefferson – Monticello Apr. 22. 20