Old war or new? "There is nothing new under the sun"

How true these words are.

The old war, Liberty vs. the State. Whether man can or should be free to do with his Life, Liberty and Property as he sees fit. Isn't Property all these 3?
The State, particularly the U.S. state, sees itself as the ultimate arbiter of all these things that the founders of this people took for granted as the basic Rights of man.
But how?
Isn't every politician voted into office but a mere mortal?
And yet these, these treacherous beings of the State, claim that some certain people are not worthy of Rights that others have.
Hmm.
The Japanese internment?
Who are these, mere mortals that will face the same judgment that all men will face, to decide what is right for you and for me?
Randy Weaver?
Waco?
Boston?
Our Liberty, the basic ones, the Unalienable ones, that De La Boetie and Locke showed for the world to see 300, no 450 years ago, that could not be infringed save the minimum tacit support of a people.
And at whose cost?
Those same people.
The Leviathan State of America routinely devours even the most basic human Rights that a person has.
The TSA? Airport security, what kind of people subject themselves to such ridicule, only to be told, "you don't have to fly."
And who are these gods that claim the right to hold you and touch you and prevent you from travel?
Mere men, most that were jobless before they became TSA "agents."
Law Enforcement officers are caught daily on camera beating, shooting, and abusing all manner of men, women and even children. The only "peace" they are concerned with is the peace of the State. Who are these brave Combatants that "risk their very lives" as they march into a protest of unarmed, sitting people, clubs swinging? Just other people. No more.
 We have a State department that has decided what things are not to be on the Internet. Every sort of filth is allowed by these gods, but not simple plans to build an even more simple gun. They claim ownership of these plans and say that mere mortals cannot have them.
Who are these gods in the State department? Just a bunch of people.

The Tyranny goes on and on; we live in a Corporate State that is literally feeding off the wealth of the people who live within its borders, in a way that has never before been seen in history. Their standard of living continues to rise and rise, while the sheep continue to feed them, and live on less, and are beaten and killed for asking why this is.
But I do think their time is short. Very short. The frantic way the State is increasing its militaristic approach on its "own people" tells me they are very afraid, and know their time draws to an end.

Psalms 3
 O Lord, how many are my foes!
    Many are rising against me;
² many are saying of my soul,
    there is no salvation for him in God. Selah^[a]

³ But you, O Lord, are a shield about me,
    my glory, and the lifter of my head.
⁴ I cried aloud to the Lord,
    and he answered me from his holy hill. Selah

⁵ I lay down and slept;
    I woke again, for the Lord sustained me.
⁶ I will not be afraid of many thousands of people
    who have set themselves against me all around.

⁷ Arise, O Lord!
    Save me, O my God!
For you strike all my enemies on the cheek;
    you break the teeth of the wicked.

⁸ Salvation belongs to the Lord;
    your blessing be on your people!

The end of Politics of obedience

I wanted to post this at the end of the last post, but decided to make it its own.

Let us therefore learn while there is yet time, let us learn
to do good. Let us raise our eyes to Heaven for the sake of
our honor, for the very love of virtue, or, to speak wisely, for
the love and praise of God Almighty, who is the infallible witness
of our deeds and the just judge of our faults. As for me,
I truly believe I am right, since there is nothing so contrary to
a generous and loving God as tyranny—I believe He has
reserved, in a separate spot in Hell, some very special punishment
for tyrants and their accomplices.
"Politics of Obedience"

The Politics of Obedience

A very powerful read. A must. Written by Etienne De Le Boetie, in 1552

A small excerpt:
 I do not know how it happens that nature fails to place within the hearts of men a burning desire for liberty, a blessing so great and so desirable that when it is lost all evils follow thereafter, and even the blessings that remain lose taste and savor because of their corruption by servitude. Liberty is the only joy upon which men do not seem to insist; for surely if they really wanted it they would receive it. Apparently they refuse this wonderful privilege because it is so easily acquired. Poor, wretched, and stupid peoples, nations determined on your own misfortune and blind to your own good! You let yourselves be deprived before your own eyes of the best part of your revenues; your fields are plundered, your homes robbed, your family heirlooms taken away. You live in such a way that you cannot claim a single thing as your own; and it would seem that you consider yourselves lucky to be loaned your property, your families, and your very lives. All this havoc, this misfortune, this ruin, descends upon you not from alien foes, but from the one enemy whom you yourselves render as powerful as he is, for whom you go bravely to war, for whose greatness you do not refuse to offer your own bodies unto death. He who thus domineers over you has only two eyes, only two hands, only one body, no more than is possessed by the least man among the infinite numbers dwelling in your cities; he has indeed nothing more than the power that you confer upon him to destroy you. Where has he acquired enough eyes to spy upon you, if you do not provide them yourselves? How can he have so many arms to beat you with, if he does not borrow them from you? The feet that trample down your cities, where does he get them if they are not your own? How does he have any power over you except through you? How would he dare assail you if he had no cooperation from you? What could he do to you if you yourselves did not connive with the thief who plunders you, if you were not accomplices of the murderer who kills you, if you were not traitors to yourselves? You sow your crops in order that he may ravage them, you install and furnish your homes to give him goods to pillage; you rear your daughters that he may gratify his lust; you bring up your children in order that he may confer upon them the greatest privilege he knows—to be led into his battles, to be delivered to butchery, to be made the servants of his greed and the instruments of his vengeance; you yield your bodies unto hard labor in order that he may indulge in his delights and wallow in his filthy pleasures; you weaken yourselves in order to make him the stronger and the mightier to hold you in check. From all these indignities, such as the very beasts of the field would not endure, you can deliver yourselves if you try, not by taking action, but merely by willing to be free. Resolve to serve no more, and you are at once freed. I do not ask that you place hands upon the tyrant to topple him over, but simply that you support him no longer; then you will behold him, like a great Colossus whose pedestal has been pulled away, fall of his own weight and break into pieces?

Download the full writing here, The discourse of voluntary servitude.