Thursday, March 10, 2011

The Iron Web, by Larken Rose

Larken Rose rocks! Here's a taste:

Haven't you noticed that everything the government touches turns to shit?

Even the spectacle of having to choose between John McHitler and Barack Ostalin in 2008 wasn't enough to shake the American people out of their blind faith in the cult of democracy.

Do you think the fact that you personally haven't gotten into trouble yet, because you're too much of a chicken-shit to even rattle your own cage door, means that you're free?

You look around, and you don't see the open strife and violent conflict that exists in many other countries, and you interpret that to mean that we have peace and freedom here. It means nothing of the sort. It means only that most of the victims of oppression here aren't resisting it. And that is not a sign that you are strong and free; it is a sign that you are weak and cowardly. When the peasants quietly do as they're told, the violence underlying all government remains hidden. It is only resistance that brings it out into the open.

The difference between you and a common thief is that the thief has the honesty to commit the crime himself, while you whine for government to do your stealing for you.

You old folks want the government to steal from your kids so you can get your monthly check. You parents want all your neighbors to be robbed to pay for your kid's schooling. You all vote for whichever crook promises to steal money from other people to pay for what you want. …[snippage]... You proudly support the troops as they kill whomever the liars in D.C. tell them to kill, and you feel good about it.

If you call it "taxation" and "war", it stops being a sin, right?

Leaders? Where is it that you think you're going, exactly, that would require you to have a leader? If you just live your own life and mind your own damn business, exercising your own talents, pursuing your own dreams, striving to be what you believe you should be, what possible use would you have for a leader?

You condemn as extremists and fringe kooks those who try to show you the chains you wear, because you don't want to be free; you don't even want to be human. Responsibility and reality scare the hell out of you, so you cling tightly to your own enslavement and lash out at any who seek to free you from it. When someone opens the door to your cage, you cower back in the corner and yell, "Close it, close it!"

Larken Rose, The Iron Web

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  1. Yep, methinks I've found my long lost twin...

  2. Hi Mayberry,

    So our Mom had triplets? :)



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