Socialism Is, Among Other Things, The Political

Many Individuals Spend A Considerable Portion Of Their Lifetimes In Terror Of One Imagined Catastrophe Or Another. The Classic Is That Your Immortal Soul Will Be Consigned To Eternal Torment In The Never-ending Subterranean Barbecue If You Fail To Follow The Whacky Edicts Of One Particular Set Of Puckered Dogwhistles Or Another. You May Recall From The Great Movie Strange Days That A "dogwhistle" Is A Guy Whose Asshole Is So Tight That When He Farts, Only Dogs Can Hear Him.

Try Never To Speak Of Your Enemies By Name. Any Publicity Is Still Publicity - And There Are Those For Whom Your Disapproval Constitutes A Recommendation.

City Governments Ought To Be Abolished, If Only As A Public Health Measure.

Armed People Are Free. No State Can Control Those Who Have The Machinery And The Will To Resist, No Mob Can Take Their Liberty And Property. And No 220 Pound Thug Can Threaten The Well-being Or Dignity Of A 110 Pound Woman Who Has Two Pounds Of Iron To Even Things Out. Is That Evil? Is That Wrong?

I Always Said That In A Country Where A Legislature, Its Sessions Limited By Statute, Could Alter Reality By Turning Back The Clock (i Actually Saw This Done, Once, With A Long Pole Pushing On The Hour Hand), Any Travesty Was Possible. I See Nothing Lately To Prove Me Wrong.