Strip the theater and sound and fury of the Kabuki known as American politics and you discover just how much you have surrendered in the process. You have quite literally slipped a leash around your neck, fastened the manacles to your limbs and abide by a contract that let’s your precious government tax, regulate, fine, kidnap, cage, maim or kill you as they wish and you will simply have to be satisfied with whatever condition you and your kin end up in.
"Kin", as defined by Carter's Josey Wales does not necessarily mean blood relatives, but those who fundamentally think and act alike for the most part, but who also will defend each other unconditionally. If you think they're kin, but they aren't already eager to break their addiction to the matrix, they're no different whatsoever from Lot's wife, looking back on Sodom.
Looking forward to some F2F communicatin' this week. It's always the same...drivin' me insane...
Bah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah, nah, nah, nah.