“They were there with their guns drawn,” 82-year-old retired school teacher Elizabeth Harrison told reporters last month. “‘Put your hands up! Put your hands up! Put your hands up!’”
Did you hear the joke about the Chicago cops who hospitalized an 82-year-old woman? OK. We admit, it’s not that funny.
But we’re going to tell it anyway.
Just last month, a team of Chicago’s finest hired guns conducted a no-knock raid on Elizabeth Harrison — an 82-year-old woman.
“They wanted me to produce this young man that they were looking for,” Harrison told reporters. “And they would not take no for an answer that I didn’t know him.”
And while Harrison sat in her chair breathing like a heathen under the weight of a full-blown panic attack, the man they were looking for came to the house and, according to Harrison’s daughter Linda, told the police: “You all came to the wrong house, I live at 126, and this is 136.”
The absurdity of it all reaches new heights every day.
In Georgia’s Habersham County, you might’ve heard, police lobbed a flashbang grenade into a crib, right next to a sleeping two-year-old. The grenade exploded in the child’s face, ripping his face and chest open.
The impact quickly made it impossible for him to breathe on his own and, as a result, he was placed into a medically-induced coma.
Though the raid was meant to be a drug bust, the police failed to find even a rolling paper inside the house.
Those are only two… just two… examples of many where police raids go horribly wrong.
For perspective of how many similar incidents have taken place in the past three decades, Cato has a map on their website showing all reported botched paramilitary police raids. (This doesn’t include, of course, all the drug raids they “got right.”)
Click here or on the map to see in full
Yes, of course, these police raids are just one small splinter of a big crumbling American door. And from that perspective, it might all, oftentimes, seem pretty bleak and hopeless.
After all, a new D***heads Gone Wild video goes viral every week on Youtube. Take, for example, the latest:
“Are you some kind of constitutionalist crazy guy?” the cop asks the man. (Because not wanting a cop to wave a gun in your face makes you crazy: FULL VIDEO.)
“Those of us who pursue positive change,” says Paul Rosenberg of Freeman’s Perspective, “are very often frustrated.
“We see the necessity of change all too clearly, and we can explain how it should come about, but it never seems to happen. It’s a discouraging situation.”
But the truth is, says Rosenberg, change is happening. It’s just happening slowly. Most of the time imperceptibly slow.
And just as you don’t notice yourself aging in the mirror each morning, such subtle changes in your surroundings are as easy to miss on the daily grind.
One alteration worthy of attention, Rosenberg points out, is the passing of blind trust in politicians: “In the 1950s and ‘60s,
” he says, “most people spoke of politicians with respect and even with reverence. Now it’s almost standard for people to agree that they’re liars and thieves. That’s a significant change, even if it did take several decades to unfold.”
Therefore, a glimmer of hope. We can take refuge in the fact that every time the State slips up everyone can, relatably, feel a little less comfy in its fully incapable grip.
“Every time,” Rosenberg says, raising his voice, “they see cops beating the hell out of people, belief in the system cracks a little more, followed by a scramble for reasons to believe.
“Every time,” he bellows, “an esteemed figure gets caught abusing children or making up whopper lies or (fill in the blank), the image of hierarchy’s inherent virtue cracks a little wider.
“Every time,” he says, now in a blaring baritone chant from his sacral chakra, “an eight-year-old is handcuffed for kissing another little kid at school or for running a lemonade stand or (again, fill in the blank), blind faith cracks a little more, followed by another scramble for reasons to believe.
“And so on, on a daily basis.”
Just as a battering ram can give way to grandma Harrison’s door with each bludgeon, so does the truth slip in through the growing cracks and crevices.
Until, finally, one day, everyone’s doors burst open.
And a simple realization, in the form of a question, begins to set in: “Wait. Who are these thugs with guns? And why are they in my house?”
[Ed. note:Today, we invite Paul Rosenberg of Freeman’s Perspective fame below to talk about American-made millstones. And why the people are starting to get tired of carrying all that weight.]
Who says America doesn’t manufacture anything anymore?
WITH MILLSTONES AROUND OUR NECKS
By Paul Rosenberg via FREEMANSPERSPECTIVE
Filters off. Today I rant.
Humanity has been progressing steadily over millennia. The terrorist empires of the ancient world are gone. Chattel slavery, a filthy curse upon our species since several thousand years BC, was obliterated in Europe a thousand years ago and remains in only a few barbaric corners. Humanity is healthier and better fed than ever in history, and by a huge margin. We have vast knowledge at our fingertips and technology that would have been considered magic not too long ago.
(People fixated on darkness will object to my itemization of humanity’s progress, but everything I’ve written is indisputably true.)
My point is this, and if I could write it in giant, flaming letters, I would:
Humanity is ready to break out and fly.
“No, we’re not!” scream a hundred objections. “War machines, surveillance, stupidity, terror, obedient sheeple, psychopaths in power!”
And yes, I understand. But fixating on evil gets us nowhere. We have to lift up our eyes, see the path before us, take the millstones off our necks, and move. And that means leaving our precious complaints behind.
If you’d prefer to stand in place and complain, that’s your choice. I’ll probably agree with most of your complaints, but I won’t join in your chorus, because complaining doesn’t move me forward. And I want to move forward. I’m sick of watching a big, rigged game in which the debased triumph and the good stand around moaning.
I’m done with it. I give no consent. I offer zero respect. I’ve turned my back to it.
Have you ever considered the attitudes of the first Christians, stuck inside the Roman Empire? “We are not of this world,” they said. “We are strangers and pilgrims on Earth,” they said. They believed all the kingdoms of the world were evil and acted accordingly… and they were not wrong.
The Nexus of Coercion
- Is coercion the font of righteousness?
- Is intimidation superior to reason?
- Is permanent menace the source of health and prosperity?
Think carefully, because if you maintain that the state is good, necessary, or God ordained, you believe precisely these things. Why? Because the state, like it or not, is the nexus of coercion in this world.
I know you were taught that the state protected you from coercion, but that was simply a lie. A big, fat lie… as in “demonstrably false.” (Not that reason has ever been much of a basis for idolizing the state.)
Rudolph Rummel documented 262 million “deaths by government” in the 20th century alone. Nothing else comes remotely close to that toll – not mass murderers, not petty thugs, not drug gangs, not all of them put together.
And where does the coercion in your life come from?
- Does your neighbor demand that you hand over half your income or he’ll lock you in a cage?
- Does your electrician force you off the road, demand your documents and issue you fines?
- Does the grocer forbid you from working without a hugely expensive certificate?
The conclusion here is obvious and simple: The state is the nexus of coercion upon Earth. It’s easy to see that this is true; we’ve just been trained to look away.
Coercion is a blight upon humanity. The theory of coercion being our savior – as in “we need a monopoly on coercion to save you from coercion” – is simply ludicrous. No mind that hadn’t been preprogrammed to it would accept it.
It might be fair to say that medicine saves us. But did organized coercion create medicine? Did it teach us to grow food or build cars? Did it discover the laws of physics?
Of course not. Coercion takes, by manipulation, fraud, and force.
None of this is complex. Understanding it requires no genius. It’s simple and obvious.
Our Path Forward
The path forward is almost equally obvious: a voluntary society, a society of consent.
And there is no reason not to reorganize ourselves into a society of consent. It would involve the usual human problems, of course, but they exist in coercive society in even greater measure. The real problem is that organized coercion forbids it.
We are violently prevented from experimenting with new ways of life. We are threatened with any number of punishments if we stray from the pattern that is dictated to us.
These monopolies of coercion always promise “freedom,” but their “freedom” applies only if you stay inside their limits. If you want to live differently, you are to be hammered down.
That’s why I call this a millstone. It forbids us from living any other way. It forbids adaptation. It forbids experiment. It forbids progress.
The worst part, however, is this: Organized coercion demands that we warp our minds and bludgeon our judgment, so we can praise it as the true and great savior of mankind.
Our situation is this:
Humanity has been crawling into the future with millstones around their necks. The millstones are useless and debilitating, but they’ve been part of their lives so long that most people can’t conceive of removing them. But if ever they do remove them, they’ll be ready to fly.
Is organized coercion the only problem we face? Of course not. Our primary problems are internal… the kind that stop us from pulling the stones off our necks.