The Remedy

     I have a great deal to do today – yes, Gentle Reader, I have a life away from the computers, as implausible as that may sound – so this will be a brief piece. First, the response to:

     …has been overwhelming. It suggests that I’ve touched a nerve that’s been just short of firing, possibly for a long time. I hope that’s to the good.

     Second, I’m not the only writer in the Internet Commentariat thinking along those lines:

     The perfect storm has arrived and the dark winter is upon us. This is the time for serious men. Enough of the name-calling, caterwauling, one-upmanship of internet squabbles. Put it aside and concentrate on what to do about it. Yes, fight the political battles as a defensive maneuver, but find ways to go on the offensive. Strikes are one method, but somewhere along the line those who are protected by this communist regime must be exposed to the same dangers those on the right are exposed to. There has to be a challenge to the two-tiered justice system and if the system cannot administer justice, the people will have to do it themselves. A failure of justice has always fostered a vigilante solution. That knowledge used to be enough to keep the courts in line, adhering to their oaths, but one always displaces the other.

     Thank you, T. L. Davis, and thank You, God! I was beginning to think I was the only one who sees it. No matter how powerful the intellect, being of unique convictions can make anyone doubt his sanity. Whew!

     But it occurred to me, after reading T. L.’s essay, that he and I have merely seen what another writer saw some time ago:

     “I’m going to take the advice I saw on a license plate, once: Live Free Or Die.”
     “New Hampshire,” Allen said. “Used to be, at least.”
     “That may sound good,” Henry said quietly, “but you’re going to feel a whole lot different in your guts when the time comes—a whole lot different than you do right now. This isn’t an Outfit wiseguy who’s about to torture you in the middle of a rape. This is premeditated murder of people with families, and lovers, and kids in nursery school, and worries about the future, just like us. And on top of that, these are people who champion the democratic process. You are going to be killing a man because he voted the wrong way.”
     “No,” Cindy said without hesitation, “I am going to be killing a man because he voted away something that was not his to vote on in the first place. The people making the laws think that anything is okay if they can get 51% of the legislators or the people to go along with it. One hundred per cent of the people making the rules in the Vegas outfit thought it was just fine for me to be locked in a room and taken out when it suited them. I’ve had enough of that.”

     Unintended Consequences may be downloaded from here.

     John Ross may or may not have been perfectly serious when he wrote the book. I have no way to ask him for his opinion today. But as old and incapable as I am, include me among T. L. Davis’s “serious men.” I endorse the remedy he’s prescribed without reservation.

     The time has come for justice. Indeed, it came long ago:

     Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn, that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security.

     Are there enough serious men?


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    • Judd on October 28, 2021 at 10:07 AM

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  1. Some of you may know that I’ve long followed Wretchard the Cat (Richard Fernandez.) He often exposes intricate details provided him from both his own experiences and that from trusted other sources. I do not recall him ever condemning anyone directly, but only obliquely as satirists of earlier eras did so they could continue living under kingly rule. (With him stuck in Sydney nowadays, I commend his foresight on his need for restraint.) Instead, he provides his readers stinking targets for them to attack.

    Today on FB he posted this thread starter:

    “The global elite are in a monkey trap. To hold on to the climate change narrative they must accept the economic devastation of the poor and all the unrest entailed by their Gaia religion. They severely overestimated the performance of Green Energy.”

    He then followed up a few comments, comments that readers here could easily have written, with a comment of his own.

    “The pandemic aggravated the situation by using up whatever Design Margin remained. The power crisis, supply chain disruptions and inflation were unforeseen. The very zephyrs betrayed them.”

    One commenter could easily have been reading Liberty’s Torch, for he put in simple words (re the late Angelo Codevilla) how the country class has come to understand The Plan of the ruling class.

    With known Cloward-Piven acolytes in power, “unforeseen” may apply to specific details not intent. And a large contingent grows angrier due to knowing it.

    Commenters there — virtually everyone noting the usurpers intended this and did not stumble into it — and those here all this week, are clearly growing angrier whilst the ghost of the late Cloward is squealing with delight.

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