Source: The Burning Platform
August 27, 2018
By Tim “xrugger” Stebbins
The substance of this particular rant finds its roots in three premises: First, that the depth and pervasiveness of federal corruption precludes any possibility of a peaceful reformation of the institutions of national government. Second, that a majority of the population of this nation have become so morally compromised, spiritually deadened, and economically dependent that they will be incapable of surviving any meaningful reform of our national institutions, peaceful or otherwise. Third, that excising the cancerous tumor, which sits astride the Potomac, will almost certainly lead to some level of societal breakdown and the ensuing chaos and violence will result in the destruction of a large part of the current population.
Can any thinking person doubt that the national government has moved so far beyond the boundaries set for it by the Founders as to be unrecognizable to both them and the posterity they enshrined in the Preamble? To be fair, the sad story of human governance tells us that when any sovereignty entity (be it an individual, a city, or a state) relinquishes any portion of that sovereignty to a more central authority, the result is never more liberty. The seeds of tyranny sprouted in the national soil before the ink was dry on the Constitution. If there existed one day of true liberty in this country, it was the day before the signing of that document. Everything after has been yet another chapter in the endless struggle of free men against those who would twist and pervert any good thing in order to lord it over their fellow men. Once the original colonies relinquished their sovereignty to a central power there could be no other result than the federal carbuncle that afflicts the nation today. Lincoln’s War only accelerated the consolidation of federal power, but that is a subject for another day.
The fact that it has taken nearly two and a half centuries for the United States to reach its present state of decay is a testament, not only to the quality of the Founders and their ability to craft a government conducive to ordered liberty, but also to the quality of the citizenry throughout much of that time. Sadly, the same cannot be said of those who govern us today. Neither can it be said of a majority of the governed. Whether a debauched citizenry is a reflection of a corrupted ruling class or the reverse matters not. Proper blame assignment does nothing to pierce the choking cloud of corrupted governance that belches from the halls of Congress like smoke from a factory chimney. A miasma of authoritarianism hangs over the country, little noticed by a population no longer fit to govern themselves. After all, if you are not doing anything wrong, then you have nothing to worry about. So say the semi-literate future helots of the American Tyranny.
Scanning the horizon for the thunderheads of the coming storm holds no allure for a people content to look down at a machine rather than lift their eyes to the dangers that beset them. Gazing into the maw of the federal beast poised to devour whatever liberty remains to them is not an activity congruent with the oblivious nature of most Americans. Ignorance is, if not bliss, then at least a false contentment. Look not to the mass of the people to re-ignite the American experiment. They have relinquished that ability to the gods of convenience, physical and mental decay, and an unquenchable desire for bread and circuses.
McCain as Metaphor
As much as I would rather not add to the avalanche of opprobrium directed at him on this and other similar sites, I suppose I must admit that what triggered this essay is the death of John McCain. I was at the hardware store when an overly gregarious fellow denizen of the fasteners isle felt compelled to inform me of McCain’s demise. Almost without thinking I barked, “Good!” Well, let’s just say the look of shock produced by my retort was nothing short of profound and, thankfully, cut short any further conversation.
I care not a whit for the life or death of John McCain, except insofar as he is an example of all that is wrong with the governance of this nation. Like so many of his fellow senatorial reptiles past and present, McCain held on to power like grim death. Too often, only death extinguishes the power lust and avarice of the elite. John McCain held on to his power and prerogatives until his brain literally rotted away. Though I use him as a convenient example of the festering rot in Washington D. C., he is not its only personification. He is merely one brush stroke in a much larger and more deeply disturbing picture. John McCain was not the problem. He was just one tentacle on the vampire squid that has draped itself over the nation. His passing may provide a fleeting moment of relief for many, but there are any number of political ghouls lining up to take his place.
McCain’s life was a microcosm of the corruption and decay about which I am writing today. He was a pampered, protected, and promoted scion of wealth, position, and privilege with little, if anything, in common with those he supposedly represented. In fact, there are likely not enough synonyms for the term “supposed” to define his existence. He was an alleged war hero who apparently suffered torture at the hands of his seeming enemies. A soi-disant political “maverick,” he putatively represented the regular folks and ostensibly stood strong against the orthodoxy of his own and the other party. Rumored to be a good bet to win the Presidency, he, thankfully, failed in the reputed attempt. John McCain was a so-called man who lived a purported life. That is the paradigm under which we are governed.
Re-elected repeatedly by the idiot voters of Arizona for reasons that they, likely, cannot cogently explain, McCain attached himself to the body politic like a tick on a hound. He engorged himself on the blood of the innocents slaughtered in every conflict he supported and fattened on the wealth of those who kept him in power. John McCain never met a war or a contribution he did not like or could not accept. In this, he was no different from his fellows. He had not even the personal integrity to resign in the face of his immanent death so that the people of Arizona could choose new “representation” rather than have it foisted upon them by the governor.
“Well, he was just one man,” you might say. Wake up to the fact that there are 534 more just like him sitting in authority over you this very day. Everything I have said about McCain can be said about the entire pantheon of pathetic poseurs that make up the federal power that is eating this nation alive. It is a living, breathing monstrosity and its hot, fetid breath is a sour wind sweeping across the land. John McCain was just one mouth-breathing denizen of that noisome bog on the Potomac. Do not doubt that there are many others, worse than he, slithering around the halls of power and their unblinking eyes are looking right at you and me.
Now, to further insult our intelligence, the talking heads bloviate about the “succession to the McCain seat” as if our legislators have become some sort of hereditary class. The very phrase resounds as a call to arms for every remaining patriot in the country. The time is long past to put an end to the self-aggrandizing neo-aristocracy under which we labor. Repulsive to the ears of any free man, such a statement has no place in the national conversation of a true Republic. But then, we reside no longer in a true Republic.
The slobbering minions of militarism and the sycophantic cheerleaders of authoritarian excess will now interminably fete him and he will be honored for his lifelong “service to the nation.” I would argue, however, that being a lifelong government drone (whether in the mailroom or the Senate) is no measure of success and integrity. It is, instead, the full measure of the failure and corruption of a life poorly lived. There are millions of such failures populating the bureaucracies, departments, and agencies of the federal leviathan. The 434 living members of Congress are simply the head of a very large snake. One dead Senator, more or less, makes no difference.
The dumb mass of the people, in their complacency and ignorance, have seen fit to allow these frauds and sociopaths to continue in authority over, not only themselves, but over those of us who see the situation for what it really is. The time remaining to rectify the situation grows short. The nation will not be saved at the ballot box. The sooner that particular false hope is extirpated from the American mind, the better.
Restoration can only come now, if it can come at all, in the thrust of bayonet, the rattle of musketry and the roar of cannon. Such words may seem like so much flowery rhetoric in this pedestrian age, but the hard truth must be faced. We would do well to remember that bayonet, musket, and cannon midwifed American liberty. Only bayonet, musket, and cannon will restore it. The time for choosing sides is past. The lines are clearly drawn to anyone with eyes to see. The time for taking up arms draws near. When the fight begins is anyone’s guess, but it will come. Freedom or tyranny is the choice before us. Either all that is corrupt and corrosive of liberty will be rooted out and the nation will be reborn, or we will descend into an age of darkness the like of which the world has never seen. The Second American Revolution must come to pass. All other roads lead to slavery.