there is no left. there is no right
Jun. 24th, 2005 09:22 amThere's free and unfree, whole and partial. Etc and etc. So I sunk into one of my dramatic metaphorical probing places (you know, the prophecy parts, the lunatic fringe of the gray nation between my ears) and the little cluster of neurons thinking about Peak Oil hooked up with the ones thinking about freedom and our long slither into fascism. Bingo: what if we've seen peak liberty? (posted as a comment to dadahead). Much to my surprise, a libertarian blogger named Brad picked it up and ran with it. Proving again that liberty knows no party or brand affiliation, we're just in this thing together to kick some fascist ass. Hopefully we can remember that before we're marched into the boxcars.
Touched by the blogosphere. I hope I can remain ritually clean. We all get exactly what we deserve.
My brother is a libertarian, and although I count myself a Wellstone Democrat or Christian Democrat-cum-anarchist, I also like guns. So I usually get on pretty well with the libertarian set. The nice thing about nodding my head along to the libertarian beat is, it comes at a fairly low price ideologically speaking: I'm permitted to believe in whatever I believe in and I can count on them to pretty much leave me alone. Even if a whole bunch of libertarians were suddenly swept into power, I can rest knowing I'm permitted to believe in whatever I believe in . On the other hand, a lot of them are big Ayn Rand fans and that kind of makes my skin crawl. (Eating your cake is having your cake!) I'm way too interested in how my liberty is a function of each one's liberty (in true strategolutions fashion I call this "interindependence." Take that, English language!). Such anarchist froth would not be much use to the hard core individualist libertarians. Yet who can be free while the world remains in chains?
But consider that sort of dizzy whirling sensation you get when you hear Clarence Thomas essentially decreeing pot smoking is okay by him and and and John Paul Stevens saying it's okay for the city council to raze your house for a mall. And that despite all these wranglings, nobody but nobody (but everybody) wants to admit it's about abortion; and even fewer want to hear about my theory that the supreme court should crush Roe v. Wade and instead uphold legality of abortion on the basis of the 13th amendment (yeah, that's the slave one). I wonder that we're in an era when human sovereignty and self determination suffers innumerable slings and arrows and nobody can talk about it articulately without either drifting off into hopelessness or being steadily ground under the heel of Emperor Rove's media lackeys.
'Tell me,' he said, 'how soon will they shoot me?'
'It might be a long time,' said O'Brien. 'You are a difficult case. But don't give up hope. Everyone is cured sooner or later. In the end we shall shoot you.'
Touched by the blogosphere. I hope I can remain ritually clean. We all get exactly what we deserve.
My brother is a libertarian, and although I count myself a Wellstone Democrat or Christian Democrat-cum-anarchist, I also like guns. So I usually get on pretty well with the libertarian set. The nice thing about nodding my head along to the libertarian beat is, it comes at a fairly low price ideologically speaking: I'm permitted to believe in whatever I believe in and I can count on them to pretty much leave me alone. Even if a whole bunch of libertarians were suddenly swept into power, I can rest knowing I'm permitted to believe in whatever I believe in . On the other hand, a lot of them are big Ayn Rand fans and that kind of makes my skin crawl. (Eating your cake is having your cake!) I'm way too interested in how my liberty is a function of each one's liberty (in true strategolutions fashion I call this "interindependence." Take that, English language!). Such anarchist froth would not be much use to the hard core individualist libertarians. Yet who can be free while the world remains in chains?
But consider that sort of dizzy whirling sensation you get when you hear Clarence Thomas essentially decreeing pot smoking is okay by him and and and John Paul Stevens saying it's okay for the city council to raze your house for a mall. And that despite all these wranglings, nobody but nobody (but everybody) wants to admit it's about abortion; and even fewer want to hear about my theory that the supreme court should crush Roe v. Wade and instead uphold legality of abortion on the basis of the 13th amendment (yeah, that's the slave one). I wonder that we're in an era when human sovereignty and self determination suffers innumerable slings and arrows and nobody can talk about it articulately without either drifting off into hopelessness or being steadily ground under the heel of Emperor Rove's media lackeys.
'Tell me,' he said, 'how soon will they shoot me?'
'It might be a long time,' said O'Brien. 'You are a difficult case. But don't give up hope. Everyone is cured sooner or later. In the end we shall shoot you.'