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Living Freedom by Claire Wolfe. Musings about personal freedom and finding it within ourselves.

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Archive for the ‘Practical Freedom’ Category

Claire Wolfe

Midweek links

Wednesday, July 29th, 2015
Claire Wolfe

Monday links

Monday, July 20th, 2015
  • I’ve lost count. How many “anti-violence” activists and “anti-violence” groups have been busted now for weapons violations, assaults, or homicides? A big number.
  • The fedgov can’t manage to charge a single mega-banker for wrecking the U.S. economy through fraud and malfeasance. But the state of New York (via the ever-present, ever-righteous Cyrus Vance, Jr.) can manage 184 counts against a tiny, family-owned bank that was apparently just trying to police itself.
  • Uh oh. No surprise. Sandra Bland, that young woman who “committed suicide” in police custody last week was reportedly a vocal activist against police brutality. Well, guess they showed her, didn’t they?
  • The science behind introversion and extroversion. (Yes, this subject fascinates me; you can tell.)
  • Cannabis may help treat bone fractures. Darn! Why didn’t somebody tell me that two months ago?
  • The house that saved their marriage. Most of us don’t have the resources, but I’ve thought this sort of living arrangement would be great ever since, as a teenager, I read about writer Mary Wollstonecraft, who (clear back in the 18th century) had a similar living arrangement with philosopher William Godwin.
  • The velociraptor poodle?
  • Joel already blogged this one, but it’s too good to pass up. This wannabe robber survived, but if there’s a non-fatal runner-up category for the Darwin Awards, he’s a shoo-in. (I read in another article that, in addition to everything else, the helpful customer was a high school wrestler.)
Claire Wolfe

Living small, living simple: hype vs reality

Wednesday, July 15th, 2015

So I linked to (yet another) article about small houses. Which led Joel to link back to me and also to a very funny blog about people who actually live in the things. Which reminded me of tidy-up celebrity Marie Kondo (because you have to be mega-tidy to survive small-house living).

Which reminds me that, now that I’m living in normal-sized houses again, it’s time for another perspective in tiny-house living.

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Claire Wolfe

Tuesday links

Tuesday, July 14th, 2015
  • Okay, these small houses may not be “tiny” in Tumbleweed terms. But boy, I’d take any of ’em in a heartbeat.
  • What a diaper-wetting crybaby. Using the government to ease his hurt feelings, of course.
  • Upon his 85th birthday, Thomas Sowell looks back on the uneducated people who helped raise him above his roots.
  • People who radically change their spending habits via radical rethinking. They’re inspiring. Entertaining. Great examples. But how come they always seem to be young urban dwellers without, you know, gigantic house remodel projects going on? Or six kids to feed? Don’t get me wrong; giving up a daily Starbucks or buying fewer cosmetics can be a big thing to a yuppie & it’s a great mind change. But the rest of us …
  • Jim Bovard … theater critic??? (And critic of DC’s empty culture.)
  • For those of a certain generation: the story behind Janis Joplin’s “Mercedes Benz.”

For those who need a Joplinesque reminder:

And a bonus, from Reason TV, the TSA’s 12 signs you’re a terrorist:

Claire Wolfe

Floating free in London

Saturday, May 30th, 2015

One man’s floating life on the waterways of England.

Claire Wolfe

Fundraisers for Nicki

Wednesday, May 6th, 2015

I’m way behind the curve on this! But there are a couple of fundraisers underway to help Nicki rescue her house from child-molesting squatters who (with the help of a judge) have taken it over.

Fundraiser one: Dennis at Dragon Leatherworks is auctioning two holsters (one righty, one lefty).

Fundraiser two: Another Friend of Nicki has raised $5,500 toward a goal of $10,000 to help Nicki fight for her house and her rights in court on July 9.

The story is outrageous. It’s the story not only of lying, child-diddling squatters in her rental house, but of a “justice” system that has no respect for property rights. Nicki’s job requires a security clearance, which she could lose if she falls into financial disaster. Losing her house seems inevitable if she can’t reverse this mess soon.

Claire Wolfe

Doings around town

Thursday, April 2nd, 2015

It’s a fascinating and amazing thing that the last two elections have given the U.S. (among other less desirable things) a strip of cannabis legalization that runs from southern Oregon alllllll the way out to the tip of the Aleutian islands, within spitting distance of Russia.

I can’t imagine there are going to be too many “Mr. Doobees” stores out there on the islands. But in a vast stretch where once ruled the hysteria of Harry J. Anslinger, a new legal business is taking shape. Now all we need is for British Columbia to join us and the north coast weed freedomization will be complete. (And yes, yes, yes, I know that state-controlled legalization isn’t Libertopia; can we just stipulate that and not quibble?)

I’m still trying to wrap my brain around the fact that legal pot is affecting rural areas even more than urban ones. Makes sense, of course. Ag product. Cheap land. Small towns hungry for development. But still.

Even my little area is poised to benefit, and with that in mind our local Chamber of Commerce and Economic Development Council pulled together a terrific panel discussion earlier this week to answer questions from us locals.

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Claire Wolfe

Friday freedom question: to live deliberately

Friday, October 3rd, 2014

Thoreau famously went to Walden Pond to “live deliberately.” We know what that meant to him.

What would living deliberately mean to you?

Claire Wolfe

Tuesday links

Tuesday, September 30th, 2014
Claire Wolfe

The tiny house movement …

Friday, September 12th, 2014

… has definitely jumped the shark.

Claire Wolfe

In and out of competence

Sunday, June 1st, 2014

I’m less competent when men are around. It’s kind of annoying, and it’s definitely one reason I prefer living solo. But there it is.

This usually shows around cars (where I’m genuinely befuddled) and construction work (where I have some practical knowledge). It’s not a matter of playing dumb. Not my style, that. Nor is it a matter of actually being dumb. It’s more as if an old “I’m no good” switch flips and I become fumble-fingered at things I can do perfectly well when I’m on my own.

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Claire Wolfe

Sunny day ramble

Tuesday, May 6th, 2014

It was one o’ them days today. But it was sunny. It was Stress, Incorporated. But Sol was beaming down on blazing green grass. And you know, that springtime green, it does blaze. So I drove the dogs out to a place in the woods where a landowner has set a picnic table in a grassy clearing beside a beaver pond. And I enjoyed a sandwich made to order at the grocery store down the road, which has a fine little deli.

Ah. That helped.

Driving home, two teenagers with shovels scooted out of my way. They were on the road with a very unofficial looking truck, and as I slowed down I saw that they were filling potholes. Looking farther, I saw they were with a man who co-owns a local school.

The school is way back in the woods, and although it’s a religious, family-run operation, they also have a contract to take in kids who would otherwise flunk out or drop out of local high schools. Really remarkable place. Wish there’d have been something like that when I was a kid. Life would have been so different.

One thing they do is put all the kids to work in the afternoon, usually some type of charitable physical labor. Today it was filling potholes. In the county road.

This benefits them, too, because their school is way back out there off that road, beyond the rest of civilization. But it’s also for the many people who drive up there.

Dana commented about people putting up their own road signs. That’s an interesting development in the long and honorable history of people turning their backs on government, but of course could be negative or positive, depending on signage.

Pothole-filling? A plus for all. I wonder if they got the county’s permission first or just went out and did it?

—–

I came home, followed up on some (late) email, then sat in the backyard with a Bloody Mary. More stress therapy.

I was preoccupied when I made the thing, though, and put in waaaay too much Worchestershire sauce. It was puckering me up something awful to take a sip of it. But I was in this way-comfortable chair and couldn’t bring myself to get up and go inside to dilute the thing with more V8 juice. Not as long as the sun was shining.

I kept wincing with each sip and waiting for a cloud to cross the sun so I could go inside and remove some of the fire.

—–

Lately, I’ve worked with some very nice people. Some very difficult ones, too. Sort of a package deal. I wonder if anyone has ever calculated the ratio: how many nice people does it take to overcome the impact of one nasty?

I’m choosing to emphasize the good. And the good is prevailing. But my little body and brain can only take so much restorative vodka.

 
 


 
 

 
 
 
 
 
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