#Lest Tyranny Triumph

[gameraboy2]

Captain America (1966), "Lest Tyranny Triumph"

[melpomeneprose]

Yorktown, 1781

Yorktown, 1781

Read here originally written as part of this much longer work.

Now or never 

September 20th, 1781. 

The British had trapped themselves, at Yorktown. General Cornwallis had barricaded himself in a Virginian swamp, the Marquis de Lafayette had explained. What’s more the French fleet was more than happy to aid in the destruction of their mutual enemy, Great Britain. Still more, a double agent, a black man by the name of James Armistead Lafayette was feeding English intelligence false information. It was now or never, now that Cornwallis had sent for reinforcements and a fleet from New York.

 “We must take Cornwallis, lest we lose all morale and the people,” Washington said. Tallmadge merely nodded, silent but never not observant holding his Dragoon helmet close. 

“It is now or never,” Lafayette said.   

These are the times that try men's souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands by it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman. Tyranny, like hell, is not easily conquered; yet we have this consolation with us, that the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph. - Thomas Paine

The trenches 

October 11th, 1781. 

Several sleepless nights for Major Benjamin Tallmadge as the patriot and allied militias dig trenches surrounding the English enemy. The English put up a fight, of course they do, amidst the darkness sounds of cannons being fired shake the ground and would burst any unaccustomed to war’s eardrums. The smoke from the English muskets fills the air, making it more than a little difficult to breathe, great plumes of white billowing into the air made worse by the southern heat and swampy ground of Virginia and every once in awhile a great booming noise just overhead and something were it less brutal one could half deceive themselves into thinking it a blazing red comet falling to earth. 

By morning the trenches are dug, and remarkably, no American casualties, not yet Tallmadge only prayed for the least amount of life taken, and a steady and swift end to this conflict. There are a few casualties on their allies, the French side, but not enough to be noted in any war as substantive. Morale is still high, they need only push Cornwallis til he breaks. With the right poison, even a snake can take down a lion. 

Firestorm 

October 15th, 1781.

Across the York River, the sound of a French military drum echoed a steady “da-da-da-dum.” English warships held that side of the river, for the moment. Encroaching in the dead of night the navy of French Admiral Comte de Grasse, set about their cause, the one they were all to pleased to do on General Washington’s insistence. 

Raining down cannon fire which soon spread set the vast majority of the English fleet aflame. Tallmadge didn’t see it, not all of it. Truthfully, it was hard to watch, the agony of others, even the enemy, even redcoat lobsters, practically flamed alive. Cornwallis retreated in a small escape vessel but in but a manner of hours, the English fleet at Yorktown and the men who had stood through no fault of their own for their… King and Country were obliterated. 

Tallmadge sucked in his breath nervously as recollections of Sarah Livingston passed briefly before his blue eyes. It was necessary, sure, and he wouldn’t run. But… such ungodly suffering, like flames lapping up from Hell, consuming everything in it’s wake. The cannons, are like a heart beat that rips through you and tears you up. That tears the unlucky limb by limb. Worse than any bullet. 

Some talk of  Alexander and some of Hercules 

Of  Hector and Lysander, and such great names as these.

But of all the world's brave heroes, there's none that can compare.

With a tow, row, row, row, row, row, to the British Grenadiers.

Man or a monster 

October 16th, 1781. 

It had occurred to Benjamin but once before now that he might be wrong, even after all this time, Sarah’s words rang in his ears, ‘I am not ready to die for yours,’ Sarah had said, she had begged his assistance, and he had not returned it, he had killed her. As Comte de Grasse had demolished the English fleet and the man aboard those ships. It must be wrong, surely, or at least, not anything any Good God would approve of, on either side. His name was already tainted, at least to him, it was a wonder anyone could still see Good in him. 

Benjamin, son of the right hand in Hebrew, is the chosen son. Or so one in all their wisdom had explained. 

Wrong, would this be counted against him or for him, on the day he finally passes? As is most certain and unavoidable for all mankind. 

Laying in his cot in his tent Tallmadge managed a prayer. A meek one, but, a prayer nonetheless. Tallmadge would do his duty, finish his task, mount his horse with his spurs and take up his musket and pistols were it so required. But, when this is over and he, at last, can hang up his spurs and his sword– he promises never to lay a hand on a gun or such a fatalistic tool as a sabre ever again. Such destruction and what cost? Surely it is only right for God to play such drawn-out affairs with life and death. 

‘But what if perhaps God doesn’t exist?’ 

But it is surely not Benjamin’s place to question God’s design, faith and friends had kept him alive, however much he wavered and seemed ill at ease. It had been six years fighting George III’s empire, he would surely not break now. Even if it condemned his soul from thereafter.

Even if it made Benjamin no better than the demon or a Lamia the scriptures warn men about.

Redcoats redder 

October 17th, 1781. 

So the bombardment of the English began in earnest at last. Benjamin was aching for a fight and so it seemed were his colleagues Alexander Hamilton and John Laurens. Washington promised them soon enough – they must break the English defensive in its entirety first. 2,500 Patriots and 4,000 French allies… up against 8,000 English troops. But, as fate or God would have it, 8,000 unguarded, ill of malaria and dysentery and trying to hold a strategic position on land any sensible person would say was unholdable. Perhaps it was just Cornwallis’s spite for the Americans, the English always seemed to forget the collective power of her colonies, or perhaps more foolish yet, holding out for reinforcements from New York. What it was, didn’t matter. Not when the clock was ticking and in this rare instance, God seemed to favour the patriot side. They’d take the remaining redoubts by storm it is either that or the noose. Liberty or death. 

Benjamin had thought on the concept of dying now so many times, it seemed, he now had a sort of disconnect from the entire concept. That was until now. Until he could no longer deny its likelihood. Guns and strategic advantages aside, they were still outnumbered and they were still facing the worlds greatest Empire, if one could call it that. Tallmadge much preferred the concept of putting down a hungry beast, like a Mantacore of Greek legend, or… Echidna the mother of monsters from the same. Surely that was the most apt description for the thing they were fighting. Even bloodsucker or a leech was far too kind. So, into the belly of the beast they charge, it is, simply… win or the bayonet end or the noose of the hollow crown. 

Rochambeau 

October 18th, 1781. 

The code word, Alexander Hamilton informed him: Rochambeau. We face them now, staring into the whites of their eyes, so the enemy cannot run. Alexander Hamiton and his Achilles, to his Patroclus to his Achilles, John Laurens would lead infantry. Benjamin would, such as his rank of 2nd continental light dragoon said, was to cut them off as calvary give little room for them to hold ground, or fight back. It would be brutal, Hamilton bluntly said to Tallmadge, but necessary. Tallmadge nodded, despite himself and gave Hamilton a friendly and determined smile, this is what Benjamin’s been fighting for since 1776. He was not about to give these men in red an inch. For Nathan, for how he couldn’t spare Major Andre, or Sarah, to end the conflict Miss Shippen was running from. For Anna Strong’s revenge, for Caleb and the ring, for their America. 

Not charging into the frey not yet. Alexander and Laurens move silently in the dead of night removing the bullets from their guns until absolutely necessary. With the British defences pummelled to the ground, they take the redoubts with comparative ease. Until the English answer with their remaining cannons and the fog and fumes of war. Laurens and Hamilton stay their ground. Try as men might atop his horse, the men in red are easy targets. He cuts them down hacking and slashing with all his rage and all his might, like Achilles at Troy. They attempt to fire upon him and the calvary he is missed. One man’s horse is shot from under him and he hears the screams of an injured or dying animal, still, they keep fighting. Cannon fire shoots back in response, a last-ditch attempt by the English to hold their position. By 4 am it is decided in the end the total casualties amounted to 857, for both sides. But, outgunned, outplayed, exhausted and ill the English now as weary as their patriot enemies surrender.

The world turned upside down 

October 19th, 1781. 

A young redcoat stands atop the defences with a white handkerchief, and a drummer accompanies him. By 10:30 am the English offer sufficient terms of surrender. Humiliated, or ill, Cornwallis neglects to be present. Benjamin cannot help but scoff but he suppresses it if only out of politeness and civility to the now-defeated enemy. 

A line is formed and sure enough, Washington receives the sword of the enemy, a symbol of surrender and a remarkably civil surrender at that. Save for poor Banastre Tarleton, not with his reputation for brutality. However, the English refuse to look at the Patriots, to whom the French and English are subordinate. 

The Marquis de Lafayette merely sighed softly. “Yankee doodle,” he commanded, as the British drummer and fifer played the folk song, ‘The world turned upside down.’ There is a look of disbelief on the faces of the English, but, Tallmadge cannot help but return it with a grin, smug perhaps, but, this is what he had spent six years fighting for! What is more, he had survived.

[solidarishkeyt]

My concern in this essay is with the political uses of “democracy” in relation to two diametrically opposed notions that symbolize two equally opposed states of affairs. One is the settled structure of politics and governmental authority typically called a constitution, and the other is the unsettling political movement typically called revolution. Stated somewhat starkly: constitution signifies the suppression of revolution; revolution, the destruction of constitution. The two notions, though opposed, are connected by democracy. The English revolution of 1688, the American one of 1776, and the French of 1789 are generally considered major milestones on the road to modern democracy. The first two have long been interpreted as culminating in constitutional settlements that, in effect, justified and fulfilled the prior revolutions. In France the most common criticism of the Great Revolution was that it failed to produce a lasting constitution, with the result that France suffered a series of revolutions throughout much of the nineteenth century, and the French continue to look back on their revolutionary past with far more ambivalence than either the British or Americans.

While preparing Democracy in America, Tocqueville complained that he found it difficult “to distinguish what is democratic from what is revolutionary … because examples are lacking.” The question is, If democracy is rooted in revolution, what of democracy is suppressed by a constitution? Violence? Or is revolution politically richer than that, especially when contrasted with coups and putsches, the alternative methods of overthrow favored by oligarchs and would-be dictators? When a democratic revolution leads to a constitution, does that mark the fulfillment of democracy, or the beginning of its attenuation?

Lest this seem solely a question of terminology, recall the two different associations of democracy during the “revolutions” that led to the overthrow of communist tyrannies in the Soviet Union and in central and Eastern Europe. When the revolutions were under way in Poland, Czechoslovakia, Hungary, East Germany, and the Soviet Union, they were described as “democratic.” When they succeeded, most of the constitutions subsequently adopted were characterized as “democratic.” Yet a vast change had taken place in the character of politics from the revolutionary to the constitutional moment.

During the revolutions, politics was primarily the affair of “civil society,” not of conventional political parties or parliamentary processes. Various extralegal groups of workers, teachers, intellectuals, artists, students, religious dissidents, and ordinary citizens energized and sustained revolutionary movements whose internal politics was remarkably participatory and egalitarian. After the success of those movements, a different politics began to take shape, a politics of organized parties, professional politicians, and economic interest groups. Above all, it was a politics in which the overriding problems were declared to be economic. Suddenly Solidarity was rendered anachronistic by the faceless representatives of the International Monetary Fund. Solidarity-style democracy had become a burden. The sea change was captured in a contemporary headline in the New York Times, which a short time earlier had hailed the “triumph” of democracy: “East Europe’s Next Test: To Survive Democracy.” And so too in Asia, where immediately after the electoral victory of Thailand “prodemocratic forces” over the military, their leader remarked, “The Cold War is over. Now is the era of the economic leading the political.”

Nonetheless, it is probably true that insofar as the modern political consciousness favors any universal political form, it is constitutional democracy; and insofar as it has an image of “normal” democracy, it is of democracy housed within a constitution.

Sheldon S. Wolin, “Norm and Form: The Constitutionalizing of Democracy,” in Fugitive Democracy, and Other Essays, ed. Nicholas Xenos (Princeton, NJ: Princeton University Press, 2016), 77–78.

[tanaka-eternal]

A new survivor has welcomed the Fog with open arms! The realm trembles from the appearance of the demonic presence!

Stop right there! Read through the Information and Rules before stepping any closer! Be wary where you tread, for there will be spoilers for the majority of Danganronpa 2: Goodbye Despair! You have been warned!

“I, Gundham Tanaka, freely accept my new duties in the depths of hell! These demons shall know true fear in the wake of my dark sorcery!”

Pulled from one life into another, the Supreme Overlord of Ice joins the survivors’ roster. After heroically sacrificing himself triumphing with his villainy on Jabberwock Island, he’s dragged down to hell to truly test his skills. This life shall prove treacherous, but the demons roaming this land are no match for him!

And yet, he’s stuck with more pathetic humans. Fear not! These mortals will learn to respect him and his overwhelming prowess! The trials and tribulations of the Entity’s realm mean nothing! He will rise above all else with his high power levels and mastery of the dark arts! Let his words be clear and true, for all shiver under Gundham Tanaka’s tyranny!

What’s this? Questions from beyond the veil of the rolling fog? Well, if you are so brave as to confront him and learn more of his great darkness, you earn his respect! Step forward, but not too close, lest you challenge his strong defenses. You may now ask of what you desire to know most!

[quasar1967]

Tales Of Suspense #67

April 8th 1965

Iron Man (Where Walks The Villains)

Captain America (Lest Tyranny Triumph)

[pamphletstoinspire]

As it was in the days of Noah…’

All human beings from the moment of conception possess an inalienable right to life and no government can take it away writes Fr Maurice Hogan SSC

It has been remarked that all that is needed for evil to triumph is for good people to do nothing. This is hardly a time for complacency or business as usual for we are living in an age which underestimates human dignity which is leading to a widespread abuse of individuals.

That is why an anti-abortion stance is an essential safeguard of human dignity to prevent democratic states from voting out of existence the human rights of a group of human beings, and court systems from legalizing abortion.

There is also the sophistry of formulating confusing arguments with the intention to deceive, and of proposing the relativity of truth, i.e., that all opinions are equally valid. Added to these is the failure to distinguish between individuals and their opinions that prevents one from asking whether an opinion is true or not, lest one be accused of being ‘judgmental’ which, ironically, is itself a judgment!

Spiritual

If we consider the human foetus to be only matter without spiritual or transcendent significance, we are likely to view it as a mere thing and treat it as such, thereby underestimating human persons.

The US Supreme Court declared that since human embryos are not persons they do not even have the right to life (Roe v. Wade, 1973). Yet biologists have proved that the single-celled human zygote, that is, the initial fertilised cell produced when a wholly new organism is formed as a result of human sexual intercourse, has a full human genome.

The human genome is our DNA instruction book. In ordinary circumstances this single cell will become a fully mature human being if there is no natural or artificial impediment in the developmental process. It will grow into a unique, fully developed human being with its own distinctive features, including details like the colour of eyes and hair. This is as a result of the genetic code that is already contained within it.

If persons are defined as actualisable human beings, then the zygote must be considered a person. Otherwise, who is to say what part of the developmental process makes a human being a person, apart from subjective preference.

The court should have presumed personhood in a being of human origin. The DNA sequencer invented in the late 1980s enabled scientists to be certain of the presence of a unique, fully human genome in the single-celled human zygote that constitutes a unique human being with its own distinctive personality.

However, the Court did not reverse its decision in the light of this new technology. Person is not merely a legal concept; it is an objective concept that defines what a being is, in this case, a human being.

Furthermore, person is also an ethical concept, i.e. the kind of being we may not to kill because of its intrinsic worth as human. Consequently, person is inseparable from a living, individual human being. The court introduced a spurious distinction between human being and person as it tried to find a rationale to justify abortion. It made no attempt to justify this distinction. Common sense tells us that human foetuses come from human beings and scientific evidence now proves conclusively that the human foetus is a person – a being of human origin with a full genome capable of being fully actualised.

Human being and person are therefore interchangeable terms. In the light of this, could abortion then be the ultimate form of child abuse?

Human beings/persons have a special intrinsic and transcendent value and cannot be treated like inanimate objects or animals. Humans are more than a collection of material parts.

This is acknowledged by common sense and is based on the spiritual and intellectual powers of human beings. The philosophical and scientific origin of the specialness of human beings is grounded in the fact that human beings, unlike animals, ask questions, seek purpose and meaning in their lives, are moved to contemplate the world born out of wonder and a desire to understand. From a Faith perspective, we say that human beings are created in the image and likeness of God (cf. Gen.1:26-27), that is, they are capable of having a relationship with the transcendent God.

All human beings from the moment of conception possess an inalienable right to life and no government can take it away. It is recognised as self-evident, and as a natural right of all human beings. Governments can only recognise this right to life. Nor is it sufficient to say “we are only acceding to the will of the majority”, because governments are also responsible for preventing a tyranny of the majority. They cannot permit any majority to oppress a minority.

For life issues are not simply a matter of personal choice. They are a matter of protecting the innocent and protecting our culture from a rapid descent into a culture of death.

Fr Maurice Hogan SSC is Director of World Mission Ireland.

[creativerogues]

Epic Destines 5e: Harbinger Of Doom

“Ill fortune follows in your wake...”

Prerequisite: 21st level

You are an omen of storms, a herald of destruction, a spreader of calamity—wherever you go, destinies are unraveled and woven anew. 

You have broken free of the bonds of fate, and for you, nothing is written. 

Every step along your path, every decision you make, forces the future to shape itself accordingly. 

The ripples spreading from your choices can topple kings, wake ancient terrors, ruin kingdoms, and thwart the designs of the gods themselves. 

The most dire consequences of your choices befall those people, realms, or causes to which you choose to give battle. 

Misfortunes, accidents, and natural disasters gather around your enemies when you are near—minor flukes at first, such as a hailstorm that ruins a crop, a messenger delayed by a few important hours when his horse throws a shoe, or a servant who forgets to secure a gate. 

You can’t control these happenings, or even guess how they might take shape. 

In fact, ill chance often falls upon those you do not wish to harm, although not in the same measure as your enemies suffer. 

You dare not linger in places you love, lest you inadvertently destroy the things you hold dear.

Immortality

No one can know for sure what doom your existence portends. 

You might battle a dark overlord as a valiant champion of good. 

Your failure might cause the destruction of the kingdom you fought to defend, and your success might lead to the rise of an inflexible tyranny every bit as dangerous as the dark overlord you overthrew. 

Only at the end of your mortal life does your true purpose become clear.

Doom Fulfilled

You are drawn irresistibly to fulfill some ultimate doom—usually the catastrophic destruction of a great creature, a mighty realm, or a legendary artifact. 

When you triumph, fate repairs itself around you, and a new skein of destiny takes shape. 

In such a weaving, you no longer have a place, and you are hurled out of existence. 

Nothing remains of you, but you are remembered in the world’s myths and legends as an agent of change and destruction. 

In some future time and place, you awaken with the dreadful knowledge that once again you must serve as doom’s harbinger.

Harbinger Of Doom Features

Shield of Ill Fortune (21st level): Whenever you roll a natural 1 on an attack roll, you can re-roll it. 

If you roll a second natural 1, you can’t re-roll it. 

In addition, when any enemy rolls a natural 1 on an attack roll against you, that enemy is stunned until the end of your next turn.

Master of Ill Fortune (24th level): Once per short rest, when a creature within 60 feet of you drops to 0 hit points or fewer, you gain Advantage on your next ability check, skill check, attack roll or saving throw.

Doom’s Reward (30th level): Whenever you make an attack and miss every target, you gain temporary hit points equal to one-half your level. 

[thisdaynews]

Nigerians, It’s hard Time To Free Ourselves From Buhari’s despotism.---Bayo Oluwasanmi

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Nigerians, It’s hard Time To Free Ourselves From Buhari’s despotism.---Bayo Oluwasanmi

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President Buhari is sitting on a time bomb that will explode any time from now unless he makes a dramatic U-turn. If he likes, let him continue to hunt down critics. Let him continue his oppressive rule. Let him continue as an invincible emperor.

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December 1776, Thomas Paine reminded Americans that “Tyranny, like hell, is not easily conquered, yet we have this consolation with us, that the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph”.

That was 243 years ago.

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In 2019 Nigeria, Thomas Paine’s declaration resonates with oppressed Nigerians subjected to hellish conditions by President Muhammadu Buhari.

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President Buhari is a poor substitute for a leader of representative democracy that respects your rights. Buhari is far worse than  Sanni Abacha. After all, Abacha was neither voted for nor rigged through election into office. He was a military dictator.

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The abuses, oppression, violation of human rights, violation of your Constitution, and disrespect for rule of law, fly in the face of every democratic idea and ideal.

Nigerians, you’re to blame.

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As if you’re under a divine curse, you watch helplessly as Buhari reduces you to slaves dithering over meaningless trivialities. You watch with your hands tied behind your backs as Buhari tightens the noose on your freedom, liberty, justice, peace, and progress.

He has turned you into zombies!

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Could you ever believe that in 2019 Nigeria you will live in a lawless country that has been aptly described with different primitive epithets: zoo country, poverty capital of the world, a nation of thieves and cowards, a country where nothing works, a failed state, zombie nation.

The list goes on.

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Would you have imagined that in 2019 Nigeria, a pro-democracy advocate, human rights crusader, publisher of the fearless and influential muck-raking portal, SaharaReporters, and former presidential candidate would be abducted in the night by agents of a “democratic government” arrested, detained on trumped-up charges of serious crimes of treason that carries death penalty?

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Whereas, in the same country, deadly terrorists like Boko Haram, herdsmen terrorists, are being pacified, curdled, massaged, paid for killing innocent people, while thieves and crooks were appointed into high visibility public offices. What the hell is wrong with you Nigerians?

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Nigerians, where is your collective rage? Where is your kindled anger? Where is your seething outrage?

Nigerians, it’s time to free yourselves from Buhari’s tyranny! Wake up from your self-induced stupor. Fight for your life, your dignity, your soul. Fight for your future. Fight on behalf of your children’s children. Resist the evil president. Call off the bluff of the gap-tooth devil and his satanic agenda!

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You must halt the advancement of the ancient evils of a sadist in democratic camouflage.

Nigerians, you’re at war with your public enemy number one. Buhari is a sworn enemy of your nation, your people, and your civilization. Buhari is not joking. He is determined to erase you from the face of the earth. He sees critics and whoever disagrees with him as terrorists and placed them on government watch. You have become targets for surveillance of your activities and correspondence.

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Now, it’s legal to arrest, detain, and hold you indefinitely in incommunicado without bail or trial for exercising your freedom of speech, assembly, association, and freedom to protest peacefully. You have been stripped of your rights. You have been  labelled as enemy combatants.

Nigerians, the danger is real.

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The time is now for you to use some revolutionary outrage if you have any left. Invoke the revolutionary spirit of your ancestors and declare your independence from the tyranny of Buhari’s police state.

Nigerians, lest you forget, the government’s job is to protect your innate rights to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. Remember, government power comes from the will of the people. Buhari’s government should not be an exception.

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Make no mistake about it. It is evident that the purpose of Buhari’s second term is to establish a tyrannical government. Buhari’s government has become destructive. It is your RIGHT to alter or abolish it and institute a new government.

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President Buhari is sitting on a time bomb that will explode any time from now unless he makes a dramatic U-turn. If he likes, let him continue to hunt down critics. Let him continue his oppressive rule. Let him continue as an invincible emperor.

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Like other dictators before him, he’ll be swept away by the tide of the looming and inevitable #RevokutionNow!

[suederotique]

You are mine

“Write the words whore on your breast” my master had ordered that night and I stood before him glowing with restlessness, hurt and a very wet cunt.

He knew of my shameful predisposition to humiliation. Sir held a leather belt in his hands and proceeded to stare at me with restrained tyranny and wicked smiles.

I was on my knees as he ordered me to play with my nipples while he stood up and inspected me closely. I heard his pants unzip while he stood behind and suddenly his hands were in my hair pulling my head back until my temples touched his hard cock. I was not to stop touching my tits.

I was arched like a bow and my very tall master continued to rub his thick penis in my hair and on my face. ‘You’re a good slave’ he complimented me before pushing me back on my knees and resuming his seat.

Sir stroked his cock while I rubbed my pussy and opened my cunt wide for his inspection. As with each night he was in a mood to look down my tunnel and disapprove for its filthy wetness which was inevitable.

The more my master hated me the moister I got.

With the belt affixed around my neck sir ordered me to follow him around the room on my fours as he walked to the bar to make him a drink. After sipping it leisurely for a moment he signaled me to come closer and lie down on the floor. Master wishes to rest his feet.

I lied on the cold floor with master’s beautiful cool feet resting on my breast. He must have felt good because I could see his penis stand up like a fuck flag. It must’ve irked him to watch me stare because the next moment he’d ordered me to open my mouth wide and promptly stuck a toe in it.

‘Suck, whore’ he ordered and my mouth immediately salivated and I sucked it like a small fat cock. It was extremely insulting and all the while I flowed like a canal on the floor. He pulled out his toe and wiped it on my tits and I followed him back to to the bed.

Sir was yawning and angry for he was upset with my lewd display of eagerness.

‘You’re a wanton servant. You need to be fixed’ he shouted and holding my arm he pulled me towards himself with such force that I near fell on his hard cock. My mouth was salivating at the prospect of tasting sir’s delicious instrument when suddenly he slapped my face with his cock repeatedly.

I didn’t understand what struck me but a few seconds later I relished under the thick thumps that sir’s cock made against my cheeks.

‘Slut, you will learn. Now tell me what you are’ he said. ‘I’m you filthy whore master. I’m your fucking slave sir’ I cried back, my face red with assaults and my mouth open with greed.

With each slap I could feels the cock getting tighter and more violent. The hurt was juicy and delicious and worked to fill my heart with utter joy. I was floating in my own arousals when the cock was suddenly thrust inside my gaping mouth and instead of pushing it in and out master held my head with both his hands lest I pull back. I had no such plans! In fact I looked forward to it.

The vigorous beatings his penis gave my face was evidence enough that sir was heated up and needed a release .

I wanted this! I needed this!

My eyes began to tear. I could scarcely breathe but he was on the brink and he steadfastly held my head in place, my nose touching his stomach, my throat kissing his cock length and suddenly there it was.

The sweet thick sludge of his triumph and ownership over me. I pulled my head back slowly to accommodate his briny cum in my mouth with a sudden gush of air back in my lungs I breathed deep. Swallowing each little pearl of his precious cum I looked up at him and saw him near smile.

He wiped my tears and pushed me back to make another drink.

21/4/20

[be21zh]

Nov 9, 2017

dreamt of a podcasting event. the host likely recent hot leaker, Guo wengui(@KwokMiles), who revealed lots of dark secret of CCP high ranks. the first version was cancelled and the Guo decided to remake. a new van pulled in, likely as an award for publishing, but its tire is half empty. I among other volunteers push the van to podcasting stage. I also handle the microphone, wire connection, recording etc. yesterday really over elated. a planned event aid by my elder brother realized: renew woz's dearest domain, woz.fm for 2 more years now that migration to new registrar who support 4 years ahead to subscribe. our first registrar, godaddy forbidden more than a year to renew the domain, so every year I was anxious about it, and last year I really paid more for the domain after it enter recovery mode strangely before expire date. also, the domain under icann's administrative increases price $25 since next month. so I badly want to save the ￥500 before new renewal charge complies. I never thought I would raise money from my hometown relatives who mostly live average wealth. but God know its OK. my kid brother who has a small mill & bought 2 large houses, dishonored me heavily each time I ask for loan, did same lest my more aid requests. but my 2nd elder brother, my childhood main enemy and in recent years whose contribution to our old family, esp his favorite fishing skill brought more colorful meals in our old family times, warmed my heart and turned me into gratitude, and started to appreciate his loneliness. this time he touched by my cause & urged my kid brother leased the loan from him own proxy, even his family was not so capable to loan me. God dad, now I gained loans from both my sisters and brothers, each ￥1200. 2017 designated to be blessing, like yesterday's shallow snow here. God dad, grant me grow our fortitude against harsher siege PRC surveillance setup us. let my ancestor's gift and needed support reach us in time. let copycat tyrant missing in frustration. bring holy glories on shinny earth. bring me Royal China and my Crown Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko to broaden my life entrenched so far here from limelight.

Nov 2, 2017

this post designated to be brief: I just want to report my satisfaction yesterday and today. yesterday I blogged without dream's escort and narration went smooth. this dawn I dreamt my temporary habitat in a remote place, say northwestern China. I managed a lot and barely got aboard, on train or airline, to Harbin, my current provincial capital. near last stop I found my destiny far from Harbin where almost half China apart from central China, my hometown. so intensive triumph turned half completed in fact & overestimated, I didn't regret but knew new journey ahead homecoming. then I woke up from vivid dawn sureal. yesterday I posted among boring, pale reality without nutritious dream. I contented with my work and avoid lunch. dining time I felt rewarding, and all female local people I concern shown in daily jog refreshing outside around QRRS square. their kindness leaves me supplement to complacency. after settled in dorm and TV time began, my kodi under heavy surveillance. search result of my favorite episode appeared but playing back abrupt quit before rolling up. still I harvested via youtube which much readier accessible. I learned current world affairs, some situation in China first hand there unmistakable. I also enabled gzip on my web server for speedier page load, after google reports test result on my site performance via gmail promotion. that's really nice to boost my site for greater audience. I have no other means to improve our voice, Royal China's emerging gospel, for world and our people beside this tiny technology. God dad, I really enchanted by podcasts' companion all day long during deadly siege by PRC tyranny, thx for the commodity, grant us freedom of voice & informative stream on base of poverty prevails mainland China with dying surge of ghost communism. bring me sooner my Royal China to broaden national. bring our Christmas day gift on time and cure our need of support of our living as well as investment in cyberspace. bring me sooner my Crown Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko, to extend my life folded so many years alone. dad God, let me resilient as usual.

Nov 1, 2017

Its a sunny golden autumn morning. in the week I hardly in detailed dream, but still I felt so blessed. internet in PRC tightened much since the ccp congress. ai powered surveillance periodically disabled my internet upon triggered key word or something other incurred self-posed punishment. it can be dozen times in an hour. quite boring and spiteful. in the beginning of last week I almost thought I will be idle totally, but then on Wednesday I saw tasks: reinforce zhone dynamic sites with ssl from let's encrypt, a website promotes ssl worldwide with its free certificates issued more than thousands hundred copies. dabbog.com backend webapp also need update after near 2 weeks delay since its official update. I contacted godaddy hosting but the support crew made it clear that as a main upgrade godaddy will free itself responsibility but let my alone to do the update lest failure of lost. I loathed to join security tasks for I lack hacker experience and IT security training. after a day scrutinized the operational I launched near dinner time to upgrade my site, and smoothly done in an hour. it really cheers me up with new confidence in server management. next day I prepare ssl upgrade. I previously thought cert installation is the core problem, but soon I was detained by domain ownership verification hours. for one of my registrar's dns strangely didn't support root level text record, I have to single out a domain under the registrar for single certificate. then I got my first let's encrypt cert installed for 3 domains verified by dns txt record. cost some more time google web server's .htaccess hacking not to block file upload to server for verification, the another ownership of verification method adopted smoothly and 2nd let's encrypt cert installed. both likely least cost while my option one is server extension installation which has more impacts on linux os. its really marvelous to see zhone sites' ssl green & formally. since my first website on google cloud my ssl which is self-signed, never independent without malware's precaution and more click through before homepage load out. I also spend little more time to rip off http source of header & footer images to ensure full site ssl. in the weekend, ie Sunday, I demonstrated my work narrowly done in Saturday to my son, woz. my site traffic also booming recently, thanks God and faith we beholding. now its another Wednesday aimlessly, God dad, bless us with some engagements. bring me sooner my Royal China, and my Crown Queen Asoh Yukiko, for family & homage. grant us year end bonus to sustain my small investment online, and our business never so prominent in China history.

Oct 21, 2017

dreamt enter university again. the day is opening school day. I with other enrolled youth led to our school and dorm. through scenery natural hill, we passed through crowd parents to get seat in our campus. lately I carried my son explained to crowd what's philosophy in my view and why I study in university gain. my anxiety of dorm wet and over jammed disappeared at destiny chamber and I won friendship from alumni, includes alumna. my explanation turned like public speech, by which even myself moved. yesterday is salary day. I got ￥3060, 200 less than last month. even so, I arranged my monthly reunite my son in my dorm after cinema. transfering 4 domains from godaddy to dynadot almost done. dynadot home website online chat did wonderful support work. after 4 or 5 contacts including with godaddy support via land phone, I informed by dynadot crew that .io since 2017 July refuse in its whois database stores registrant information. so my long time dissatisfaction with godaddy for its hiding my registrant info with .io sponsor organization is not their fault but limitation of newly incursion. in review my smooth transfer I left positive comment on godaddy facebook page praising their gracious service. the comment arose comments at once. some of them questioned if I was godaddy's post bot. last night I read an article how insane Chinese parents flattered their kids' teacher mischief in their teacher and parent social circle via wechat, a PRC mainstream social app, and despise other parents' lawful requests for their kid's privilege like mobile not be seizure by school authority, bargain for favor of teacher. most poor Chinese just too feeble & coerced confronting organizations. that's why when I contact service providers in cyberspace I prone to be thankful even they are within my privilege: I am afraid to be punished for dispute with legal person. that reminds me long time in PRC society legal person stamp on nature person in lawless reality in socialism, and why PRC Chinese made their society a hell of institutional crime swarm: indifferent bureaucracy, warded gangster groups behaviors, shameless prey, brutal bully, hate & cry for others' transparency esp free media of voices. these characters all led to tyranny, like most mid-east countries where poorest & most violent led civilian only option, to exile. most PRC Chinese want to be a leader in an organization, for costless or at least cost efficient gains, just try to manipulate a puppet & behind curtain. and most forceful puppet is national army, largest dog or monster the tyrant invent to rein constitutionally, at cost of national surrender and sacrifice. that's the reasonable consequence of a society prefers superman/trojan horse, ie legal person to nature human. I at first thought I got the hidden truth about Chinese failure, and its cure, Capitalism, but then I saw more insane is extinguish of free speech/express, freedom of media, death of publicity. that also led me to review President Trump's efforts to blame American media. I first time felt dubious upon Trump's intention, esp my hero, former President G.W Bush recently criticize Trump, too, even undebatable Trump's self-discipline of American, and America first, both holy strategy I believe in. God dad, PRC stepping into new Empire. but tyrant lacks qualification to put him up for throne, like what happens in Russian shows, even the small bitch trying getting his new turn of Presidency, relentlessly. nobody except holy chosen leads to Crown. that's China future political landscape. thx dad God, bring me sooner my Royal China, with my Crown Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko, with new territory we vested.

Oct 13, 2017

dreamt at hometown saw my kid brother had affair with a new bride whose husband's name same as mine in the village. he is an adopted son of a couple lately had their own younger son. in half nap I heard water heat system just water pumped in this season first time against chill and made sound inside channel. then I dream my kid brother bathed with the girl together in our old family's natural earth heat spring tube. the adulterous bride is granddaughter of the only woman whose most life is introducing half wizard religion with her tool of fate-telling in the village. my passed mother first attracted by the far neighbor then introduced to my dad, who since then more closer to faith and treated the old woman friendly in his late life till elapse. the old woman's surname is Mao, the same as PRC legendary leader. she never had a child and a life time smoker which quite strange among villager women. the bride father is also adopted by the old woman whose shrank husband also in surname Zhu as the founder of the village Zhudajiu, once prince of Founder & Emperor of Ming Dynasty. my kid brother introduced I had 2 other options to bath in the village. one is my aunt's homemade, another far from village near the village's dam & fountain. I hardly settled in man-powered bath tube in my aunt house. my youngest elder sister helped me to heat the water and chat with me. I just put off most of my lower part clothes but remained my chest covered in the scenario, squatted in bath tube before the water warmed up when later my cousins, ie my aunt's children, returned & gossiped around. I just felt awfully inconvenient with rural water heat system esp bath tube in dream likes old time rural toilet, maokeng or shit pit. in the last week I almost settled transferring out 4 domains from godaddy to dynadot. at first my son's domain, woz.fm, refuse display transfer authentication code. contacted godaddy then it fixed. then zho.io stuck in missing whois information and new platform can't find my email to send me initiating verification email to start transferring. I phone called godaddy 3 times barely explained my problem by my poor English. next day the hard initiative procedure rolling into track. that's all wonders I experienced after empowered by my hometown relatives' aid, and wonderful American gift of discount of my web presence cost, near ￥1200. the whole week in unease and relief of awesome of resolving. dad God, last to settle domain will arrive next Tuesday. help us clinch it unshakably. the whole week I felt unreal with the gain. now launch me in new land of adventure lest outpaced. God dad, in long run, let my investment on domain & our web presence weightless financially, burden free while rampant accessory as civilian in western democratic market nations. let us harvest in content and purposefully resourceful. in the week I review lots of my passed life, what my life means to others, including my son and my people in PRC. I hope my free of routine job while remains productive and self-rely. Dad God, bring me sooner my Royal China to carry mission longer. bring me sooner my Crown Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko, for better homing. thx for this golden autumn morning, dad.

[gameraboy2]

Captain America (1966), "Lest Tyranny Triumph"

[chinad]

once stress now hilarity

Nov 9, 2017

dreamt of a podcasting event. the host likely recent hot leaker, Guo wengui(@KwokMiles), who revealed lots of dark secret of CCP high ranks. the first version was cancelled and the Guo decided to remake. a new van pulled in, likely as an award for publishing, but its tire is half empty. I among other volunteers push the van to podcasting stage. I also handle the microphone, wire connection, recording etc. yesterday really over elated. a planned event aid by my elder brother realized: renew woz's dearest domain, woz.fm for 2 more years now that migration to new registrar who support 4 years ahead to subscribe. our first registrar, godaddy forbidden more than a year to renew the domain, so every year I was anxious about it, and last year I really paid more for the domain after it enter recovery mode strangely before expire date. also, the domain under icann's administrative increases price $25 since next month. so I badly want to save the ￥500 before new renewal charge complies. I never thought I would raise money from my hometown relatives who mostly live average wealth. but God know its OK. my kid brother who has a small mill & bought 2 large houses, dishonored me heavily each time I ask for loan, did same lest my more aid requests. but my 2nd elder brother, my childhood main enemy and in recent years whose contribution to our old family, esp his favorite fishing skill brought more colorful meals in our old family times, warmed my heart and turned me into gratitude, and started to appreciate his loneliness. this time he touched by my cause & urged my kid brother leased the loan from him own proxy, even his family was not so capable to loan me. God dad, now I gained loans from both my sisters and brothers, each ￥1200. 2017 designated to be blessing, like yesterday's shallow snow here. God dad, grant me grow our fortitude against harsher siege PRC surveillance setup us. let my ancestor's gift and needed support reach us in time. let copycat tyrant missing in frustration. bring holy glories on shinny earth. bring me Royal China and my Crown Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko to broaden my life entrenched so far here from limelight.

Nov 2, 2017

this post designated to be brief: I just want to report my satisfaction yesterday and today. yesterday I blogged without dream's escort and narration went smooth. this dawn I dreamt my temporary inhabitant in a remote place, say northwestern China. I managed a lot and barely got aboard, on train or airline, to Harbin. near last stop I found my destiny far from Harbin where almost half China apart from central China, my hometown. so intensive triumph turned half completed in fact, I didn't regret but knew new journey ahead homecoming. then I woke up from vivid dream. yesterday I posted among boring, pale reality without nutritious dream. I contented with my work and avoid lunch. dining time I felt rewarding, and all female people I concern shown in daily jog refreshing outside around QRRS square. their kindness leaves me supplement to complacency. after settled in dorm and TV time began, my kodi under heavy surveillance. search result of my favorite episode appeared but playing back abrupt quit before rolling up. still I harvested via youtube which much readier accessible. I learned current world affairs, some situation in China first hand there. I also enabled gzip on my web server for speedier page load, after google reports test result on my site performance via gmail promotion. that's really nice to boost my site for greater audience. I have no other means to improve our voice, Royal China's emerging gospel, for world and our people beside this tiny technology. God dad, I really enchanted by podcasts' companion all day long during deadly siege by PRC tyranny, thx for the commodity, grant us freedom of voice & informative stream on base of poverty prevails mainland China with dying surge of ghost communism. bring me sooner my Royal China to broaden national. bring our Christmas day gift on time and cure our need of support of our living as well as investment in cyberspace. bring me sooner my Crown Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko, to extend my life folded so many years alone. dad God, let me resilient as usual.

Nov 1, 2017

Its a sunny golden summer morning. in the week I hardly in detailed dream, but still I felt so blessed. internet in PRC tightened much since the ccp congress. ai powered surveillance periodically disabled my internet upon triggered key word or something other incurred self-posed punishment. it can be dozen times in an hour. quite boring and spiteful. in the beginning of last week I almost thought I will be idle totally, but then on Wednesday I saw tasks: reinforce zhone dynamic sites with ssl from let's encrypt, a website promotes ssl worldwide with its free certificates issued more than thousands hundred copies. dabbog.com backend webapp also need update after near 2 weeks delay since its official update. I contacted godaddy hosting but the support crew made it clear that as a main upgrade godaddy will free itself responsibility but let my alone to do the update lest failure of lost. I loathed to join security tasks for I lack hacker experience and IT security training. after a day scrutinized the operational I launched near dinner time to upgrade my site, and smoothly done in an hour. it really cheers me up with new confidence in server management. next day I prepare ssl upgrade. I previously thought cert installation is the core problem, but soon I was detained by domain ownership verification hours. for one of my registrar's dns strangely didn't support root level text record, I have to single out a domain under the registrar for single certificate. then I got my first let's encrypt cert installed for 3 domains verified by dns txt record. cost some more time google web server's .htaccess hacking not to block file upload to server for verification, the another ownership of verification method adopted smoothly and 2nd let's encrypt cert installed. both likely least cost while my option one is server extension installation which has more impacts on linux os. its really marvelous to see zhone sites' ssl green & formally. since my first website on google cloud my ssl which is self-signed, never independent without malware's precaution and more click through before homepage load out. I also spend little more time to rip off http source of header & footer images to ensure full site ssl. in the weekend, ie Sunday, I demonstrated my work narrowly done in Saturday to my son, woz. my site traffic also booming recently, thanks God and faith we beholding. now its another Wednesday aimlessly, God dad, bless us with some engagements. bring me sooner my Royal China, and my Crown Queen Asoh Yukiko, for family & homage. grant us year end bonus to sustain my small investment online, and our business never so prominent in China history.

Oct 21, 2017

dreamt enter university again. the day is opening school day. I with other enrolled youth led to our school and dorm. through scenery natural hill, we passed through crowd parents to get seat in our campus. lately I carried my son explained to crowd what's philosophy in my view and why I study in university gain. my anxiety of dorm wet and over jammed disappeared at destiny chamber and I won friendship from alumni, includes alumna. my explanation turned like public speech, by which even myself moved. yesterday is salary day. I got ￥3060, 200 less than last month. even so, I arranged my monthly reunite my son in my dorm after cinema. transfering 4 domains from godaddy to dynadot almost done. dynadot home website online chat did wonderful support work. after 4 or 5 contacts including with godaddy support via land phone, I informed by dynadot crew that .io since 2017 July refuse in its whois database stores registrant information. so my long time dissatisfaction with godaddy for its hiding my registrant info with .io sponsor organization is not their fault but limitation of newly incursion. in review my smooth transfer I left positive comment on godaddy facebook page praising their gracious service. the comment arose comments at once. some of them questioned if I was godaddy's post bot. last night I read an article how insane Chinese parents flattered their kids' teacher mischief in their teacher and parent social circle via wechat, a PRC mainstream social app, and despise other parents' lawful requests for their kid's privilege like mobile not be seizure by school authority, bargain for favor of teacher. most poor Chinese just too feeble & coerced confronting organizations. that's why when I contact service providers in cyberspace I prone to be thankful even they are within my privilege: I am afraid to be punished for dispute with legal person. that reminds me long time in PRC society legal person stamp on nature person in lawless reality in socialism, and why PRC Chinese made their society a hell of institutional crime swarm: indifferent bureaucracy, warded gangster groups behaviors, shameless prey, brutal bully, hate & cry for others' transparency esp free media of voices. these characters all led to tyranny, like most mid-east countries where poorest & most violent led civilian only option, to exile. most PRC Chinese want to be a leader in an organization, just try to manipulate a puppet & behind curtain. and most forceful puppet is national army, largest dog or monster the tyrant invent to rein constitutionally, at cost of national surrender and sacrifice. that's the reasonable consequence of a society prefers superman/trojan horse, ie legal person to nature human. I at first thought I got the hidden truth about Chinese failure, and its cure, Capitalism, but then I saw more insane is extinguish of free speech/express, freedom of media, death of publicity. that also led me to review President Trump's efforts to blame American media. I first time felt dubious upon Trump's intention, esp my hero, former President G.W Bush recently criticize Trump, too, even undebatable Trump's self-discipline of American, and America first, both holy missions I believe in. God dad, PRC stepping into new Empire. but tyrant lacks qualification to put him up for throne, like what happens in Russian shows, even the small bitch trying getting his new turn of Presidency, relentlessly. nobody except holy chosen leads to Crown. that's China future political landscape. thx dad God, bring me sooner my Royal China, with my Crown Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko, with new territory we vested.

Oct 13, 2017

dreamt at hometown saw my kid brother had affair with a new bride whose husband's name same as mine in the village. he is an adopted son of a couple lately had their own younger son. in half nap I heard water heat system just water pumped in this season first time against chill and made sound inside channel. then I dream my kid brother bathed with the girl together in our old family's natural earth heat spring tube. the adulterous bride is granddaughter of the only woman whose most life is introducing half wizard religion with her tool of fate-telling in the village. my passed mother first attracted by the far neighbor then introduced to my dad, who since then more closer to faith and treated the old woman friendly in his late life till elapse. the old woman's surname is Mao, the same as PRC legendary leader. she never had a child and a life time smoker which quite strange among villager women. the bride father is also adopted by the old woman whose shrank husband also in surname Zhu as the founder of the village Zhudajiu, once prince of Founder & Emperor of Ming Dynasty. my kid brother introduced I had 2 other options to bath in the village. one is my aunt's homemade, another far from village near the village's dam & fountain. I hardly settled in man-powered bath tube in my aunt house. my youngest elder sister helped me to heat the water and chat with me. I just put off most of my lower part clothes but remained my chest covered in the scenario, squatted in bath tube before the water warmed up when later my cousins, ie my aunt's children, returned & gossiped around. I just felt awfully inconvenient with rural water heat system esp bath tube in dream likes old time rural toilet, maokeng or shit pit. in the last week I almost settled transferring out 4 domains from godaddy to dynadot. at first my son's domain, woz.fm, refuse display transfer authentication code. contacted godaddy then it fixed. then zho.io stuck in missing whois information and new platform can't find my email to send me initiating verification email to start transferring. I phone called godaddy 3 times barely explained my problem by my poor English. next day the hard initiative procedure rolling into track. that's all wonders I experienced after empowered by my hometown relatives' aid, and wonderful American gift of discount of my web presence cost, near ￥1200. the whole week in unease and relief of awesome of resolving. dad God, last to settle domain will arrive next Tuesday. help us clinch it unshakably. the whole week I felt unreal with the gain. now launch me in new land of adventure lest outpaced. God dad, in long run, let my investment on domain & our web presence weightless financially, burden free while rampant accessory as civilian in western democratic market nations. let us harvest in content and purposefully resourceful. in the week I review lots of my passed life, what my life means to others, including my son and my people in PRC. I hope my free of routine job while remains productive and self-rely. Dad God, bring me sooner my Royal China to carry mission longer. bring me sooner my Crown Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko, for better homing. thx for this golden autumn morning, dad.

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[thedannyshow]

Privileged. Entitled. Complicit.

I love Christmas. Yes, I say Merry Christmas. I'm Hindu. I went to Catholic schools. I believe in the joyful spirit of the greeting. For me, “Happy Holidays" loses the spirituality of the joy. I believe that every human should be free to send wishes to others according to their own beliefs, without fear to offend. Because "Merry Christmas", like all other holy season's greetings, regardless of time in year, come from a natural innocence of good. If we are celebrating religious events in December, we are celebrating love, and that makes the greetings the same for us all. A season of celebrating goodwill to all humankind.

I also believe that this season of goodwill, should in no way, in any part of our daily lives, begin to be capitalized on until November Twelfth. First we must Remember. We proclaim "lest we forget", but is not the state of our times an indication that we have forgotten?

Privileged. Entitled. Complicit.

The first I learned of war, was in the classroom. Grade four. Nine years old. We were to make Poppies for November Eleventh, and our teacher was explaining to us why.

A killing shot, aimed at the Archduke Franz Ferdinand, sparked the conflicts that would globalize to be the First World War. There would be a Second World War, to rid the world of a shadowed evil lead by a man ruled by the devil. Many Soldiers had died in The World Wars, and we were making Poppies to Remember their sacrifice for us. Sacrifice for us. Like Jesus. That is all of the lesson that has remained with me.

My education on The World Wars would continue in the classroom. My next significant learning about these wars would be from writing a high school english essay on the translated German novel, "All Quiet On The Western Front". Then a history thesis on the complicity of The West towards a rising Hitler. The more I researched, the more terrified I became towards the truth of one human’s unforgivable atrocities against specific humans. A horrific systematic elimination because of difference. This is when I understood the importance of The Known and Unknown Soldier’s sacrifice for us. This is when the Poppy began to mean something to me. This is when I woke to know that there is no grey area between good and evil. That good had to fight.

As I perceive it, those that go to war, go to death wether they return home or not. They go to war for us. They wager their own possibilities for our possibilities. For the triumph of good over evil. The Known and Unknown Soldiers of The World Wars had selflessly fought to secure our future to grow beyond hate and oppression. I imagine that they who forward marched towards their deaths, did so with a dream in their hearts of what we could be. For what they themselves wanted to be, but could not be due to the presence of the tyranny they had no choice but to fight. I imagine that they dreamed of a world at peace. Of a world where difference doesn’t mount bordered walls around us. A world where children are our greatest personal and financial investment. Where every human has an equal shot to live their personal dream. Where laws are written to benefit humans, not corporations. A world where the golden rule of “treat others as you wish to be treated” is lit in the hearts of all those who would live because of their actions . The Known and Unknown Soldiers fought and died for freedom. Have we balanced their expenditure? Is there freedom, or just the freedom to purchase?

Privileged. Entitled. Complicit.

My cultural identity is North American. As a Canadian I must contend that the governing affairs of our southernly neighbours has great influence on my thought. I once believed that our collective forward march after The World Wars, was a movement towards the rise of good, equality, and freedom. Noble work by many humans over the last seven decades had paved the way for new, higher thought. A thought that valued all human life above all else. Above profit.

With the election of Obama, and then Trudeau, I believed that we had achieved ideal governance that would continue to fulfil the dreams of The Known and Unknown Soldier. That we had Remembered. But as we approach this year’s Remembrance Day, I perceive that the evil of then, of the time of The Known and Unknown Soldiers, has tainted the stream of our daily consciousness. And what was allowed to rise then, is rising once again. And once again, good must fight.

Privileged. Entitled. Complicit.

The privileged refuse to relinquish advantage. Entitlement rages to want more for giving less, because it is thought to be owed. And complicity is a widespread social disease that has allowed wrong doing against humans to go unchecked in all aspects of our living. We are being divided and alienated from our potential as a whole. We are distracted and consumed with the strains of our individual survival. We have become purchasing information to be sold to the highest bidders without our consent. We refuse to see that our lac of unanimous participation in our democracy has left us irrelevant to the governing of that democracy. We are the mob, we are controlled. Our value is our purchase, not our humanity.

This time, I believe, the war is with our privileged, entitled, and complicit North American selves. That we must all be Known Soldiers whose first battleground is with the reflection in one’s mirror. Because all of our actions and/or inactions, have led us to a shift in governance that would lose the war The Known and Unknown Soldier has already fought, won, and died for. The war for good to triumph over evil.Privilege. Entitled. Complicit.

I can only state what I perceive. I can only change myself.

Denying privilege, including checking my own Canadian privilege, is a must to end its power. Privilege is a perception, not a truth. No identity, including wealth, has more of a right to claim a dream over another.

I accept that I am entitled to nothing. That only my actions should provide gain. And that it is my duty to my Canadian privilege to participate in my democracy. To use the gift of choice presented to me by the sacrifice of The Known and Unknown Soldiers. That my opinion is hypocritical unless I mark a ballot.

The toughest battle of change will be to no longer be complicit. To have a voice when I see wrong doing against another human. To not fear the repercussions of speaking up, even if I speak alone.

I’ve grown to snarl at the phrase “that’s life” in answer to a complaint of wrong doing by another human, a corporation, or a government. “That’s life” is complicit. Life is what we make it, and a life filled with wrongful acts is not the life I want to make. Right now, with the current state of our times, the end of complicity is the weapon of our collective mob. We must honour The Known and Unknown Soldiers of The World Wars. They were not complicit, and no longer shall I be. Good must fight.

Our Remembrance is more than the Poppy or a phrase we utter yearly. Our Remembrance is to Remember the cost of our freedom and to ensure we never have to pay it again. Our Remembrance must be living the good that we waged wars for. Living the good that is asked of us by our respected spiritual beliefs. Living the good that goes along with holy season’s greetings of love, joy, and goodwill to humankind. Living the good in the one place its power will reign over evil, our hearts.

[cryptoga-blog]

Born No cost and Unregulated

http://www.cryptoga.com/uncategorized/born-no-cost-and-unregulated/

Born No cost and Unregulated

All human beings are born free, each individual male and girl even those in totalitarian states. Their elementary human legal rights have only been taken out by a authorities with far too-a great deal authority. The persons are continue to born with the natural suitable to lifestyle and liberty for they are the rightful sole entrepreneurs of them selves. As human beings we are born with the generate to achieve not only the basic essentials, but to also enhance our life with a greater conventional of dwelling. This becoming inherently true, male in pure suitable, has the ability to get goods via order, output, provide and trade. In self ownership the entirety of the human race should constantly have these skills. We are born with the liberty to stay lifestyle even so we see in good shape, so extended as no one particular else is becoming forced or limited(no aggression, no power.) Any central authorities, agency or entity thereof that restricts these elementary freedoms in any way has become an aggressor versus it’s personal persons. This variety of governance is tyrannical.

Any condition to make a proclamation that it recognizes and upholds specific liberty can not incorporate and will hardly ever exhibit this sort of authoritarianism, lest it turns into a condition of contradiction and tyranny. In order to realize liberty, to be genuinely free whilst having a central authorities, we have to have the ability to stay lifestyle freely, in our personal way so extended as we are not halting somebody else from doing the exact factor. There should be no authorities intervention in own or social conclusions, interactions or steps, so extended as these conclusions and steps do not impose power or coerce everyone. For condition to regulate or to restrict the tranquil own interactions of the men and women inside of said condition is nothing far more than a totalitarian breach of the proclaimed liberty that it claims to uphold.

In a true free society these exact principles of liberty and non intervention of the condition have to also be used economically or the condition is continue to utilizing power or coercion versus it’s persons. No central authorities should interfere with a a man’s enterprise, so extended as he is not violating anyone’s liberty, thieving or utilizing aggression versus somebody. This is his signifies of earnings, and via his signifies, purchaser need is satisfied. For authorities to impede, helps make the authorities an aggressor. Governmental rules imposed on enterprise normally has detrimental consequences, not only upon the relevant sector, but the financial system as a total with small enterprise becoming the bearer of the heaviest regulatory stress. According to the office environment of information and regulatory affairs, there are all-around 3,400 federal rules on enterprise. with nearly 1/3 impacting small enterprise right. Condition forced licensing, fees, taxation, and site rules are all non consensual aggressions that decreases a nations industrious worth. Regulation that forces a enterprise to incorporate supplemental capabilities, resources, and dictates procedural and producing modifications also right forces an enhance in producing price which qualified prospects to an enhance in merchandise cost. This decreases total output and complete gross output of that enterprise and sector.

Regulatory statutes far far too typically restrict a businesses ability to contend inside of their market, they stifle market growth, discourage enterprise innovation, and industrial crossover. According to a 2014 write-up from the wall street journal, titled “Behind the Productiveness Plunge: Less Startups,” Owing to around regulation, The United States output advancement charge was nearly 50 percent of its historic charge. It plummeted from its once-a-year average charge of 2.5 per cent, which was held from 1948 to a low 1.1 per cent in between 2011 to 2014. This drop off was massive and is just one particular of the hundreds of regulatory imposed hardships forcefully placed upon businesses. Persons who have good, innovative entrepreneurial ideas are established up for failure simply because of these rules. They are forcefully limited by licensing, fees, and needs that the greater part of these good minds only cannot meet and their ideas hardly ever turns into nearly anything far more than an notion, no make any difference how groundbreaking. All through that span of output charge decimation the gross domestic merchandise declined seriously which lead to the once-a-year hourly productiveness charge to 3.5%. This was the worst productiveness statistic viewed in a 24 calendar year span, from 1990 to 2014. According to students at George mason university we have obvious facts that demonstrates when regulation is doubled in an sector there is a 9 per cent lower in the formation of new businesses. This does not just damage those that would like to become businessman, it also has a damaging impression on occupation seekers.Via the exact analysis we uncover that doubling regulation in an sector also qualified prospects to a 5 per cent lower in new hires. You can browse the write-up at https://www.mercatus.org/publication/regulating-absent-levels of competition-outcome-regulation-entrepreneurship-and-work / Many scientific studies have presented strikingly identical facts, making it sensible to assert that it is the mother nature of regulation to restrict. Gegulatory enhance slows down financial advancement. Fiscal regulation in essence is nothing far more than a thinly veiled tax on men and women. For instance, if a authorities imposed a regulation on beverage companies to use a greater quality steel for their canned merchandise, then cans become far more high-priced, just as if the authorities imposed a new tax on canned beverages.

We have to have entrepreneurial spirit pushed free marketplaces, void of authorities regulation. This makes certain levels of competition, decrease rates and far more jobs. If I as an specific would like to start out a enterprise, I should be free to do so without having to pay a substantial part of my income in taxes. I should be capable to operate without needless licencing and output mandates. I should be free of rules and fees that damage my enterprise and that of my competitors. Individuals, in order to remain free and keep liberty we have to have a system of pure capitalism without cronyism or outdoors market manipulation. Our American marketplaces should be primarily based upon levels of competition and competent support. In a free-market financial system the purchaser genuinely directs the marketplaces. Solution pricing, need, and provide degrees will be a actual reflection of purchaser interest. Only when this is attained can we see an correct depiction of our financial energy, or absence thereof. In a true free-market financial system, we would have to keep a zero per cent company tax charge. Firms would not only stay in The us but many companies would transfer to The us more stimulating the financial system. A condition does not will need this (tax) income to survive and taking income that an specific or business has acquired without their consent is unlawful, for it is nothing far more than thievery. Where by true liberty abides, self effectiveness and liberty is constantly the consequence. This is the only way true capitalism can gain everyone, non-interventionist economics.

Sure, this also applies to wages. The payment for an individual’s Labor belongs entirely to the specific that acquired said payment. The output, which is the stop consequence of the labourers productiveness is owned by the employer. Imagine that I am a worker in a manufacturing unit and my productiveness worth is $10.00 an hour, and I am paid a wage of $8.00 an hour for my do the job. This is honest as it makes it possible for my employer to gain +$2.00 an hour and relative to my productiveness. If a condition imposes rules that power my employer to pay back me $15.00 hourly, the wage could enhance, but my hourly productiveness does not. My employer is now -$5.00 on my hourly productiveness charge. This wage is unjust as it is authorities forcing financial loss to the enterprise entrepreneurs. They are committing tyranny and have become aggressors versus everyone who needs to go after the American dream. The wage is not a reflection of my actual output worth, and falsely studies financial output worth. As a result this sort of imposed legislation, are an act of power, an aggression fully commited by the authorities. These sorts of rules power unemployment to increase, productiveness to be decreased and output to be muffled. Somebody will drop their occupation, and will have a difficult time obtaining an additional one particular, except they can realize a in which their hourly productiveness charge is greater than the imposed wage regulation. More persons will combat for said occupation, fewer persons will obtain jobs with these higher wages. Persons with decrease productiveness prices will be fired, the businesses will have no incentive to make use of or retain said personnel. Any equipment that can exchange a worker, will, for it receives no payment, requires no breaks and constantly meets output standards.

If we had no rules, wouldn’t breweries put poison in beer and destroy persons? Of study course not, not if they desired to triumph at enterprise. Persons would as an alternative invest in their beer from a distinctive brewer, and the murderous business, would fall short. This can happen underneath our present around-controlled financial system. The distinction now is that there would be no authorities bailouts or substation, guaranteeing that the breweries would be pushed to create excellent merchandise, for the purchaser regulates the marketplaces with their paying for electric power. Nevertheless not happy? What about the Fda? We will need a authorities reulated agency like the Fda making confident we are acquiring protected merchandise, suitable well no. A lot of instances the Fda stops lifestyle saving medications from hitting the marketplaces and they approve medications which have devastating physical and psychological consequences. They boost habit and ensure that no one particular has the authority to cease “Significant pharma.” If shoppers want excellent approved merchandise, this turns into a market need, without authorities interference private corporations would then pop up, presenting excellent command speciality, with their stamp of approval becoming higher than that of the Fda. Firms could afford to pay for these approval businesses simply because they far too would be open to free market levels of competition. To stay in a region in which the condition claims to uphold liberty, these elementary own and financial freedoms have to be authorized, and upheld. This is the cornerstone of liberty, voluntary cooperation, entrepreneurship, anarcho capitalism, and restricted authorities. The only way to be genuinely free, is to have true own and financial liberty.

Resource by Aaron C Sprouse

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