I am the greatest threat to every government in the world, simply because I am totally disinterested in them.
This is the one thing in which I most sure of my understanding, and find the most difficult to write. Most of what I read every day is aimed in some way or another at getting folks riled up about all the evil men do when they get into power. If you really believe there is some hope of fixing the system, you don’t want to talk to me. I don’t support the system, by any means. I also don’t support the myth it can be fixed by human minds and hands, because it’s that very involvement of humanity which guarantees it will remain broken.
With the utmost confidence, I am certain I can write a prescription which will guarantee change, at least. One of my favorite myths, one which amuses me most, is “Rule of Law.” It’s a peculiarly Anglo Saxon notion, foreign to anyone whose cultural background is from any other part of the world. But it’s more honored in the breaking than in the implementation. We talk about it in revered tones, and then promptly make all manner of excuses why we can’t live it, why there must be a long list of exceptions. The only real debate is whose list of exceptions will be followed. But I feel certain I can tell you how we could come close to it, and have it work as well as it might, for as long as it might.
First, make absolutely certain there is no money in it. For example, to rein in Congress, simply destroy the profitability of being elected. Not by changing the laws; nobody will obey them anyway. Destroy the sources of profit in being a legislator. Start by executing a bunch of large corporate CEOs and senior management staffs. When there’s no profit in conglomeration, no profit in concentrating wealth and power, there’s no reason to tweak the laws. Of course, on the way to that, you’ll have to nuke — literally drop a nuclear device on — the offices of the NSA, CIA and the Pentagon. Make sure it’s a good work day. Those have become the single greatest concentrations of unaccountable power in the US. For example, not only does the CIA not serve the interests of the citizens of the US, but they hardly serve the US government, either. They constitute an independent government of themselves, with a separate foreign and domestic policy, a large degree of independent funding, and there is simply no leverage whatsoever to make them account for their actions, because they can lie and no one will ever know. It’s only be sheer human incompetence have independent observers ever caught them in the act, but you won’t read about it in any mainstream reporting. There’s too much money in covering it all up.
Of course, all that killing will of necessity scoop up a lot of folks who are innocent tools and fools. But of course, if we let them live, they will never accept the truth, because their whole world is within the system. They would be like the generation of Israel who had to die in the Wilderness, because physical freedom could not make them any less slaves than they were under Egyptian taskmasters. You see, you’d have to kill a whole bunch of Americans who honestly and earnestly believe in the mixed mass of lies about the utter necessity of material prosperity and comfort. If not kill them physically, you’d have to kill their illusions, which is much harder.
Okay, so maybe we could just secede by getting all the smart liberty-minded folks in one place. But then you’d have to push out the ones there now who don’t think like you. How about that Free State Project? Honestly, you can’t imagine how racist this will look when you start actually putting it into practice. That’s just one minor problem on the way to the dream of honest human government. Indeed, it’s the minimum for one which is merely tolerable. No matter how good it starts, you end up having to fight the whole world to keep what you gain. Every plan ever tried in history began with some pure vision, something frankly plausible, but always impossible because people are still people.
Or you could get a clue and realize none of it matters. When the angels sang to the shepherds about “peace on earth” they were addressing the social outcasts of a nation which had been given the single best opportunity God could grant any nation in the whole of human history before or since. The one batch of guys fit for God’s message that night were the ones least likely to be heard when they shared it. The song of angels played before a tiny audience, because it simply doesn’t get any better. You have to be a fringe element to even understand God’s notion of peace among humans. That’s because peace is not offered, not possible, for those fully involved in much of anything which requires heavy human interaction. It’s for individuals who happen to share the most tenuous bonds in the flesh, and care a great deal about something else.
The choice of the shepherds, of course, was symbolic. The greatest image of manhood, of the greatest king in human history, was a shepherd. It requires the instincts honed from years of protecting one of the stupidest creatures in all the world, and realizing that is much more doable than leading people. What I promote here on this blog is just about as solitary as sheep herding.
How am I a threat? Sure, I could get my hands on a firearm, but I don’t personally own any. I traded my last pistol for this laptop. Yes, I know tactics and martial arts, for what it’s worth. Try as I might to stay somewhat physically fit, my body is too badly broken — permanently — and too old for me to be a fighter of any account. I can’t imagine wanting to hurt another person in the first place. I can’t imagine wanting to be involved in something which contributes to hurting other people. I realize there is a lot of human misery which can’t be avoided, and that my continued living comes at the cost of someone somewhere not getting a square deal. I feel utterly powerless in that sense, and I can’t wait for God to tell me it’s time to come Home.
That’s the real threat. I care enough about people to sacrifice anything in this life, anything on this plane of existence, for the few good actions I understand. I have no interest in human greatness, and am actively hostile to all human government which isn’t at least harmless — which means all human government in existence today. Since I know my own government best, it is to that one I am most hostile. But it’s not a hostility they can track, quantify and prepare to defeat.
While I use the normal human channels of communication, my ultimate source for everything I know is really built into my soul. I am utterly certain it won’t matter what influences have worked in your life up to this point; if you received from God the same living spirit I have, it’s entirely likely you’ll agree with me, sooner or later, on most things we discuss. When I say God has revealed to me America is doomed for her sins, I know beyond all doubt your agreement or disagreement is not a matter of my ability to convince you by talented communications. It depends entirely upon God Himself living in you, same as me. If I share with you a prophetic message God won’t allow the US to successfully make war on Iran, it’s not up to me to make the case logically, nor even based on pure emotion. It rests on God to convince you. If that doesn’t work, I’d hate for you to pay any attention to me at all.
So on the same basis, I make no effort to organize any resistance movement. I don’t organize anything at all. If you agree with my message, there is no need to organize. You’ll automatically do what’s right, or wrong, or whatever it is you do, and God will make it all work out His way regardless. My measure of success, my sense of having done what I set out to do, is entirely a matter of something inside me. Sure, I like to see rising numbers of hits on this blog, but who’s to say anyone is actually reading this stuff? Yes, if you post a comment, I’ll have something more substantial to go on, but all I can know is what you tell me, never mind whether it represents your true feelings. What really matters is the results I can’t measure or quantify.
What matters is the peace I sense, which I see somehow connected to the unspeakable peace of those shepherds on that night long ago and far away, hearing music few hear and live. And yet, I believe I’m hearing that same song. Do you hear it? Then you are as much a terror to human government as I am. It’s not likely they are paying attention to either one of us right now, but that time will come. It always does. At some point, our commitment to something beyond this world becomes the greatest threat to those who see nothing beyond this world, simply because they can’t threaten us.
