reply to post by beezzer
You know beez, I think you are just the sort of person that would appreciate my particular stance on these matters.
In this age, where every way a person can show their "worth" involves pushing paper, where every traditional, natural, human instinct must be
suppressed in order to function "properly" in society, where chivalry is in a coma, where a man is not valued unless he submits to the whims of
companies and governments, in this age where showing fear is the only way to interact with society completely, I am proud to say that I have no fear
for the future.
You see, the world will turn, and it may burn, but the things that others fear, a return to an age where a persons worth is measured in the amount of
physical capacity they have, where a persons ability to make shelter, hunt and kill game, prepare meals in rustic circumstances, defend themselves and
their communities from harm are the measure of a persons worth, these things I have NO fear of. What I fear is that the chaos will never descend, that
mankind will never be freed from the paper chains about its wrists and ankles, that a persons worth will continue to be based on nonsense, rather than
their ability to grasp life by the balls and crush every moments contentment and satisfaction from it.
Government collapse? Could not give a fig. Natural disasters? If I die, I die, and if I do not, I will save others. The thing people fear these days,
is a return to a world of black and white, survival or death. That fear is the most foolish of all fears. The consequences of failing to survive are
immediate, not prolonged (especially if there is no access to high grade medical facilities), and successfully surviving REAL life, rather than the
cotton wool BS most people live nowadays, is actually FUN! Its hard, you get splinters, you grow callouses, and gain scars, but it is SIMPLE not over
Put it this way:
I should be allowed to set up a dwelling place, where ever the hell I like. I should be allowed to build one however I see fit, with responsibility
for my safety in MY hands, not that of a faceless government body. If I did that now, I would be under arrest inside a month more than likely. But
when the crap really hits the fan, there will be no one there to tell me that I am not worthy of a home that no man may evict me from without my first
shedding his blood. There will be no one there to tell me that I may not live separate from the electrical grid, that I owe them money because I
continue to breathe in and out (or at least, no laws preventing me from gutting any bugger with the temerity to so insist) no reason what so ever,
that I could not go out and live the life that we should never have stopped living in this beautiful country, in touch with, and side by side with,
nature, and with freedom.
How can I fear a return to a true age of freedom? How can I look the future and the face and fear it, when I loathe the present as much as I do? I
WELCOME the onset of chaos and mayhem, because if I am lucky enough to survive the initial firestorms, then you can be damned sure I will be more
successful if we get smacked back into the dark ages, than I ever will be with forms to fill in, bank accounts to manage, council taxes to pay, and a
government agency recording my every deed and word.
I say BRING IT ON!