I almost titled this post, “Why I’m thinking so hard about leaving ‘my’ country.”
When I first saw this over at Joel’s place …
… I assumed he had fallen for some Internet parody. When the second place I saw it was an Alex-Jonesy site, I was relieved. Now I knew the ‘Net was falling hard for somebody’s hilariously awful put on.
No. It’s no longer merely acceptable for cops to blow away anybody who might be holding a cellphone, a squirt gun, a wallet, or a remote control. They’re actually being conditioned to blast any mere “civilian” without hesitation.
After all, it’s for “officer safety” and no doubt once the police department or government agency investigates itself it will decree that “procedures were followed.” And the officer in question will get to enjoy a long paid vacation in the meantime.
Hey — everybody wins! Well … except … you know. But who cares about mere “civilians”?
Have TPTB and their robotic servants totally lost track of the concept that hesitation (i.e. the use of judgment) might be a good thing before deciding to splatter the brains of little kids, pregnant women, old folks, and others whose behavior may not actually be threatening? Have they all forgotten that hesitation (i.e. good judgment) in fact should be a duty for so-called “public servants” dealing with the actual public?
Yes, they’ve lost sight of all that. And why not? There are no consequences for murdering the innocent — as long as you can cite “procedures.”
Seriously, this is why I think so often these days of just getting the hell out.
Back in the 1990s, every time somebody mentioned some cool place for expatriation I would respond (knowing the answer in advance), “So, how are their gun rights compared with ours?”
Gun rights still matter vitally of course.
But for years now I’ve suffered a growing feeling that the country of my birth has gone completely, absolutely paranoid bonkers. How many times a month (or a week or a day) do you see or read something about “security” or “public safety” that you first believe is simply too outlandish to be true? Then you turn right around and find that not only is it true, but it’s just a little mole that signals an underlying metastatic tumor?
Freedom-loving Americans are rapidly coming to realize that “our” governments have covertly declared war on us — that we are no longer mere criminal suspects subject to arrest for ordinary, peaceable acts, but we are outright enemies to be obliterated at the will of the state or any of its functionaries.
That would be awful enough if Our Enemy the State were merely calculating and ruthless. But living in a society where the governmental norm is a state of paranoid insanity grinds a body (and a mind) down.
We’re forced to become hypervigilant and downright paranoid ourselves — only to discover each time that we haven’t been vigilant or suspicious enough. Even if it turned out that these “no hesitation” targets were somebody’s bad joke, you can know for certain that something just as bad — or worse — is going on that you can’t (yet) see.
Eventually, no matter how sane you are or how calm and well-balanced you are determined to remain, you inevitably end up accepting insane premises as “normal.”
THAT is no way to live.