terça-feira, junho 23, 2015

Your enemy is the State

An Open Letter to Baltimore Rioters:
I’m not going to give you the cliche “violence is not the answer” line, because that’s a lie. There is a predatory gang of criminals at large who rob, assault, kidnap, and murder with impunity. The police, and the institution they stand for are your enemy, and they will not stop victimizing you until doing so becomes so dangerous that they find more productive ways of sustaining themselves.

Not only is violence the answer, it is the only answer, and the answer is so obvious that I am perpetually baffled by the fact that people don’t see it and act on it every day. The dumbed down docile nature of the public at large is so frighteningly destructive that it makes the looting look civilized by comparison.
So by all means Baltimore, burn buildings to the ground. Go ahead, kill your oppressors. Throw rocks, bottles, firebombs, and whatever weaponry you can muster at your enemy.

But perhaps you might want to figure out who your enemy is before you begin.
The State is your enemy, kill him before he kills you. He is not difficult to identify. He is so brazen in his aggressions that he brags about them on television. He claims his authority to brutalize you, by winning a popularity contest that you call an election. He wears uniforms, displays his emblems proudly, threatens you with sirens and strobe lights. He is not hiding.

Your enemy is the State. Kill him! Gun him down! Set him on fire! Break his spinal cord! Strangle him! Take his property! Make his family live in fear until they disassociate from him!

But if you instead loot businesses owned by your fellow victims, if you set fire to buildings that are not the property of your enemy, if you harm the innocent, then you have become the enemy yourself.

1 comentário:

  1. O autor tem um daquele blogs tremendistas e escatológicos tão típicos. A internet está cheia e tem imensa audiência. Terá sido expulso de uma organização qualquer por apelar ao assassinato de funcionários públicos. A igreja terá achado que o homem era doido. Na resposta, confusa, a coisa afinal seria filosófica. A um apelo direto ao assassinato, seguiu-se um tricot de hermenêutica que ninguém percebe. O homem volta agora a apelar a outros que matem. Aqueles a quem ele apela, se lhe ligassem, responder-lhe-iam “vem para cá e faz tu esse trabalho”. Não passa de um geek. Apesar de tudo, admiro mais os survivalistas, que fazem uma guerrilha privada e santa nas montanhas rochosas, disparando contra coiotes, fazendo de conta que são funcionários públicos. Até que um se passa mesmo, por causa dos efeitos do isolamento e fanatismo na cabeça. O Thimothy McVeigh contribui mais para a libertação do que este pobre tarado, que brinca com a quinta emenda como crianças brincam com lego. Num e noutro caso, deve deixar-se. Eu, como o Costa Amaral, sou colecionador dedicado destas bizarrias.

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