Monday, September 12, 2016

Dealing with government-lovers and their kin

Part of the reason I acknowledge the fact that there are no good cops, while admitting there are "nice" ones, is because of the cops I have known and those I have talked with. When cops are being truthful, because you are a Nobody who can't touch them, they are really scary.

Another part of the reason is simple logic: you can't enforce "laws" without doing evil. It's just not possible at all.

But, I'm not generally going to make it an issue as long as someone else doesn't make an issue of it first. I really don't go around looking for a soapbox or an excuse to "preach" at statists.

So it is with the National Socialist Pledge to SkyCloth or the National Love Song to Imperial War. They are basically non-issues to me because they aren't important enough for me to waste time stressing over. No, I won't participate in rituals that are wrong, but as long as you don't try to force me to, your participation is irrelevant to my life.

Smoke crack, worship bullies, or perform superstitious rituals-- whatever you want, as long as you don't violate anyone else. But why is it that State addicts can't be like crackheads and just leave people alone? (I suspect it is because superstition is more addictive than any drug, and misery of that type demands company.)

But some people are much more confrontational than me. That's fine with me- it's going to take more than one approach. But, how far removed does someone have to be from any of those vile people, rituals, or behaviors before you don't have a dogmatic need to harp on it? I get it if they are married to a government employee, or the parent of one. But if their cousin works for the State, do you really feel like hitting them over the head with it if they aren't bragging about that fact? I don't. Not usually.

Now, if someone keeps rubbing it in my face, then all bets are off. I'll be painfully truthful about your evil bully loved-one if you don't let the issue drop. And in that case, don't blame me for your hurt feelings.

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1 comment:

  1. I see and treat pigs as they truly are; criminals.

    I won't hold back. I will tell them to their faces. I will point it out to their children. "Your daddy is an evil thug."

    I will go a step further and say that I am willing to kill them under the right conditions. Not long ago, a cop pulled someone over in front of my residence. I made a gun handy, waiting for him to drag the person from the car and start beating on them.

    Take that shit somewhere else, pigs.