I do agree with L.Neil that it is possible to vote defensively by casting a ballot on referendums. Or, rather, it is possible as long as you vote against imposing measure on people by force…that is, by government law.

The last time I set foot in a voting booth, I wrote a notice on the ballot that was something Billy wrote many years ago:

I yield no consent to any government of any kind for any reason.

The best way to change the system, then, is to stick your fingers in your ear and scream “IM NOT VOTING”

A very mature political system blooming in your utopia, for sure.

My response, in its entirety, because I’ve been following this prolific cannibal for some years now:

It’s amazing the presumptions that can be fit into a single sentence.

When did you stop having intercourse with livestock?

See?

You’re screeching that I’m ignoring reality, when, in fact, you’re the ostrich plowing your head into the sand. What are you afraid of? I’ve been dragging you around here by your eyeballs for some time now, and all you’ve managed to do is be another data point demonstrating that a person can be shown concepts but can’t be made to think.

You’re also assuming that I want to change “the system”. All I want from “the system” is for it to remove the muzzle of its gun from my back and let me go about my life without duress. I don’t care if “the system” continues apace, slowly withers, or inevitably blossoms into an orgy of cannibalism, as long as you and your fellow votistas leave me and my life the hell out of it.

Perhaps the dumbest assumption you’re making is that I aspire to some utopia. I don’t. Humans are fallible. Anything humans do will have flaws, however, when those flaws are instituted as centralized process and “law”, there is no escape. On the other hand, when those flaws are part of decentralized associations, they victimize many fewer people.

I would never presume to make decisions about your life. That’s part of why I don’t vote. I don’t know what’s best for you. Why would you do that to me? You have no way of knowing what’s best for me. Do you have the balls to make me comply with your decisions about my life in person?

Would you dare attempt to make me comply with your preferences for my life, face to face? There is only one answer to that question, and that answer defines you as human or cannibal.

As usual, I expect he’ll go out like a light

Many thanks to Billy, for much of the ammo to use against such creatures.

Walters said medical marijuana initiatives like the proposal before Michigan voters on Nov. 4 are the first step in “a clear strategy to … legalize drugs,” exploiting marijuana’s reputation as a less risky narcotic than cocaine and heroin

I heard a snippet of Walters speaking on the radio today. What’s missing from the article I linked is Walters’ equating marijuana use with using crack cocaine or meth-amphetamine, and claiming that medical marijuana users are simply trying to get intoxicated on marijuana.

Walters is trying to lump together all drugs to instill fear about a mostly harmless drug. That man is lying. Why trust anything he says?

Today, Griglen is unconscious and clinging to life with the use of a ventilator after emergency brain surgery…

The theory of six degrees of separation holds that everyone reading this is separated from Ernest by six degrees on average.

The beating of Ernest strikes me close to home, because I’m only two degrees of separation from him.

I’m willing to bet that at this point in human history, my two degrees of separation from a victim of police brutality is about average.

The single stupid premise is creeping closer to us all.

They’ve pretty much dropped any pretense of being anything but bullies, thugs and an army of occupation.

Take a long look at that Denver PD commemorative t-shirt. That’s a mark of people who crave bullying, intimidation, control, and wielding arbitrary force. It’s telling that every cop involved in the DNC received one “free”, yet there is demand for 2000 more.

The pretense “to serve and protect” is long dead. The new premise of police conduct is this: their presumptive authority must be respected at all costs.

Voting is a long-shot bet that someone will shoot your neighbor on your behalf, and give you a slice of the corpse to curb your hunger.

Once again, your words reveal your heart.

You can lead a person to concepts, but you can’t make him think.

A little more than a year ago, I bought a four-bedroom tract home with a pool, in a very nice subdivision in Scottsdale, Arizona, for $570,000.

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Suddenly, the house I bought for $570,000 is worth…$380,000?!?!

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What this means is that I, as a responsible homeowner, am now paying a mortgage of $450,000, on a house worth $380,000…

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I never thought I would be the type to end up in foreclosure, but last month I made the decision to stop paying my mortgage.

Alisa, you made a commitment. A promise. You signed a contract vowing you would pay what you promised.

You’re bailing out before you’ve honored your promise, and that makes you a liar and a thief, not to mention a colossal moron for imagining that a house is an investment. You allowed yourself to be consumed by tulip mania and you’re going to walk away from your obligation. Your actions prove you’re not a “responsible homeowner”. On the contrary, they prove that you can’t be trusted to keep your word.

This would have been a comment on Alisa’s blog, but she’s disabled comments on that entry.

Alisa’s bullshit via Billy.

Update: Alisa removed her original post, stating “Way too many crazy, ignorant people linking to this post from fascist sites. Not worth the gray hair”, revealing that she’s not only a liar and a thief, but a coward as well.

And, by the way, Alisa, “fascist” doesn’t mean what you imagine it means.

The clamor is horrifying and no more so than knowing when the times are turning right in front of you on hinges of principle so heavy that you’re amazed how few can see it.

Billy has a grasp of metaphor and imagery that few will ever understand, appreciate, or even recognize.

Thank you, Billy.

While she returned to the car to get her cell phone so she could locate her friend, Emily Brumbaugh said, her husband approached the group.

“I heard, ‘Give me my kid,’ and ‘You’re not getting him,”’ she said.

At that point, that crowd was guilty of kidnapping.

The idiot cops who arrived on the scene didn’t help by sorting things out or dissipating tension:

Egeler said Lloyd Brumbaugh ran to the boy and picked him up, but Washtenaw County Sheriff’s deputies had arrived by then. He said he was told to put the boy down so they could talk. Brumbaugh complied, but when Deputy Katrina Bourdeau reached for the boy, Brumbaugh pushed her away and grabbed him, Egeler said.

There is no dispute that the Lloyd is the father of the boy, so when the deputy attempted to take Brumbaugh’s son, she became guilty of attempted kidnapping. Getting between a parent and his child is like getting between a grizzly and her cubs: you’re just asking for serious? trouble. Surely even a cop knows that, and should be able act accordingly without escalating the situation.

Emily Brumbaugh said she was placed in a patrol car until she calmed down and Brumbaugh was taken to a hospital, and didn’t learn where her husband was until he called her from jail at 7 p.m. that night.

And at that point the police made themselves guilty of kidnapping both Emily and Lloyd.

Unfortunately for everyone, cops everywhere are increasingly shooting first and asking questions later, if they bother to ask questions at all. As far as I can tell, they operate on only one premise: their authority must be respected at all costs.