Tuesday, August 19, 2014

The Microcosm

I am pleased to help to publicize this important piece by the esteemed Hans at NC Renegade about Americans' gradual loss of liberty over the decades. He traces the process through a number of non-obvious stages, with a gradually tightening focus on freedom as a consequence of localism, a condition we have lost with the development of the technological supports of long-range commerce:

Prior to the Civil War, courts in the northern States began to re-define law from its historical focus on private rights in an attempt to establish and mandate public duties that accommodated rail operation.

Expansion of commerce via rail was accompanied by a belief that society must change to embrace technological progress. This may well be the roots of the American progressive movement.

“… the railroads of the 1850s transformed the patterns of social and commercial interactions in two critical dimensions: speed and scale. … The world of commercial interactions was standardized, rationalized, and reshaped in accordance with new forms of industrial production, transport, marketing, and management.” (5)

“Traditional, local conceptions of the public good were inconsistent with a world-view that began with the assumption that long-distance rail traffic was the condition of commercial activity, the route to economic growth, and the measure of human progress.” (6)

“The railroads were recent arrivals, whose rights should have been subordinate to the timeless truths of property usage. … (but) speed was now invoked as the positive good that everyone had a mutual duty to promote, or at least to avoid impeding.” (7)

Railroad law in the northern States was an artificial political construct to accommodate desired technological and economic progress. In the southern States “… adjudication of cases would continue to take as its starting point a comparative evaluation of private property-based rights, … conceiving of economic activities – whether carried out by business corporations, towns, or individuals – as exercises in private interest rather than as instruments bound to the pursuit of public good.” (8)

After the ‘war of northern aggression’, as railroad commerce was expanded across the agricultural south, Reconstruction drove changes from the north into the law of the southern States.

Localism in this context is a matter of orientation: the attitude that puts the highest priority on persons, things, and events nearest to oneself. When Adam Smith noted in his Theory of Moral Sentiments that it is natural to prioritize one's own hangnail over the death of a multitude in a faraway land, he was speaking of that orientation and the consequent system of priorities.

The federal structure originally given to the United States by its Constitution implicitly recognized the naturalness and power of localism. For there is this about what is natural: One sets it aside, or attempts to thwart its operation, entirely at one's own peril.


What struck me most powerfully about Hans's thesis is how "obvious" (i.e., overlooked) it is -- and how I had been working from it unconsciously as a novelist for many years before this.

In the foreword to Freedom's Fury, I wrote:

In [our] world, peopled by men such as ourselves, anarchism—the complete abjuration and avoidance of the State—is unstable. In time, it will always give way to politics. Hammer it to the earth as many times as you may, you will never succeed in killing it permanently. The State will rise again.

However, as we’ve learned to our sorrow these past few centuries, the State is unstable, too. It always deteriorates and falls, though not always swiftly. What follows it varies from place to place and era to era.

The Spooner Federation novels are obsessively localist in their focus. They concentrate almost completely on one district, populated by a few thousand persons, on a planet populated by many millions -- and on the actions of one family, the Morelons, within that district. Yet in the conflicts that embroil the Morelon family, their titans, and the district of Jacksonville can easily be found exactly the seeds to which Hans has pointed in his essay: the emergence of the facilitators of long-range commerce, and their ascendancy as instruments for the enrichment and aggrandizement of whoever can dominate them.

The second and third novels of the Spooner Federation trilogy, Freedom's Scion and Freedom's Fury, employ struggles over the control of air travel and access to space as elements of emerging political power. The potential for enrichment from dominating those elements motivates the Morelons' antagonists. Ultimately, the competition for wealth embraces the usual elements of political strife: force and subterfuge. The conclusion gives the reader a glimpse at an embryonic State: a development, no matter how inevitable in the circumstances, the Spoonerites of Earth and the First Settlers of Hope would have condemned without qualification.

Long-range commerce isn't necessarily a negative development. It takes unrestrained, amoral avarice and callousness to make it so. Unfortunately, Mankind is copiously supplied with both.


Long-range commerce inevitably brings about long-range movement of persons. Population mixing is no more necessarily pernicious than commerce itself, but it has had pernicious consequences in the past, most notably slavery and colonialism.

Hearken now to the inimitable Fred Reed on the chaos in Ferguson, Missouri:

Whites with university educations, who read five books at once, who have never been in a police car, cannot know who the rioters are, cannot imagine how the world seems to them. Black physicists do not loot shoe stores. Those who do tend strongly to be functionally illiterate. The rest have probably never read a book in their lives. They live in a mental world unknown to most whites. They will never live amicably with white cops....

The obvious, inexpensive, simple, practical solution would be to have only black police in black neighborhoods, and white in white. This wouldn’t end shootings because it wouldn’t end crime, but it would end the consequent racial riots, looting, and burned cities. I suggested this when I was police writer for the Washington Times, but was told that it ran against the policy of compulsory integration. Black cops didn’t like the idea because it would leave them in the most dangerous jurisdictions.

The first Negroes in North America were purchased from black African tribal kings by white slave-ship captains and sold to slaveholders in the south. There is no evidence that they volunteered to be parted from their homelands and everyone they knew. It was the slave traders' willingness to violate their rights for a profit that made them Americans. But Reed has a larger point to make than the cultural divide between the races:

Note that the togetherheid pushed endlessly on us is almost entirely rhetorical, preached by people who mean that others should practice it. I lived for years in the city with many liberal, racially correct friends. They spent all their time with other whites, and the restaurants and bars they patronized seldom had more than a token black, if that.

Ethnic mixing doesn’t work, gang. Not Moslems and Parisians, Irish Catholics and Protestants, Shias and Sunnis, Indonesians and Chinese, nor even New Yorkers and Alabamans. We think it should work, insist that it will, punish those who observe that it doesn’t. Yet still it doesn’t work. The greater the difference between groups, the less well it works. If we realized this, and let people do as they choose, the country would be much better off.

I cannot disagree, despite my own lifelong wish that it should be otherwise. But more important than anyone's anguish over the matter, whether nurtured in secret or openly proclaimed, is the importance of compulsory population mixing in the genesis of political power.


Vanishingly few of us actually like conflict. When conflict arises among us, we immediately look for a countervailing force. In today's America, we tend to look to the State.

It was not always thus. The State's exercise of the "police power," by which it claims the privilege of coercion and constraint in anticipation of a judgment, is somewhat younger than the country itself. Before the organization of "public" police forces, maintaining public order and apprehending offenders against the law were responsibilities of the common citizenry.

I cannot say of my own knowledge whether that previous state of society was in any objective sense "better" or "worse" than what followed, according to any pertinent standard. But the dynamic of delegation -- the transfer of an ongoing responsibility to a hired agent -- has certain consequences that can only be negative:

  • The delegator swiftly feels relieved of all aspects of the job except paying the agent.
  • The agent, being a hired hand, has less of a commitment to the job than to his own well-being.
  • The two are more likely than not to squabble over:
    • The scope of the job;
    • How well it's being performed;
    • The appropriate remuneration for it;
    • The appropriate metrics for adequate performance;
    • The appropriate degree of latitude of action to be afforded the agent.

The case of Ferguson, where a nearly pure-white police force is responsible for maintaining public order in a two-thirds black community, offers an even greater hazard, owing to the influences Reed cites in his essay. That the shooting of junior-varsity thug Michael Brown by Officer Darren Wilson brought matters to a head should surprise no one except the excessively multiculturally credulous. Neither should the rapidly intensifying arguments over the use of military-grade gear by the understandably fearful Ferguson police, and the governor's invocation of the National Guard to reimpose order, given the immediate eruption of violence under the guise of "protest."

Worse is in the offing as National Guard troopers from all over Missouri flood into Ferguson, a place to which few of them will have any ties. The chasm between the "forces of order" and those they're intended to watch over will grow wider as the freedom of action of Ferguson residents is circumscribed further. It could only get worse with federal involvement...and that, frighteningly, now appears to be on the horizon.


There's much more one could say about this, but my duties beckon. The key lies in localism: essentially, the attitude that "our problems," for the most geographically concentrated meanings of "our," are properly ours to cope with, and not to be handed off to hirelings who might botch it. The fatuity of discarding localism, such that everything becomes everyone's concern and everyone's responsibility to fix, becomes ever plainer as racially, ethnically, and religiously homogeneous population nodes reassert local prerogatives, effectively walling themselves off from the surrounding nation. Some such become exclaves, where the writ of law as the rest of us understand it does not run.

The most vivid illustrations involve Islamic populations imported into historically non-Islamic nations. France has its banlieus. Britain has Luton and similar districts. America has Dearborn, Michigan. But though the cleavage in Ferguson is racial rather than religious, the dynamics driving local sociopolitical developments are much the same.

I might return to this. Stay tuned.

Monday, August 18, 2014

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Just Deserts: An Out Of Sequence Tirade

Despite my possession of both A Kindle Fire HD and a NOOK Color, once in a great while I still sally forth to a Barnes & Noble to "slap the racks:" i.e., to scout the shelves for conventionally published books and writers with whom I'm unfamiliar but seem to deserve a tryout. This is an important process for me, as I'm the sort of reader who exhibits "high loyalty" to writers who've pleased me in the past...and sad to say, they don't always keep on writing. Some of them have the poor grace to die, leaving me without the entertainment I've come to expect from them. (The most recent entrant on the casualty lists was SF and fantasy great Jack Vance, a longtime hero of mine. And at only 90! At the very least, he could have called first.)

But there are dangers. One's eye cannot be constrained to view only the shelves upon which one expects to find one's imagination fodder. It sees what it will. And today it saw a selection of most disturbingly titled tomes. Allow me to give you the flavor thereof -- paraphrased, as I'd rather not be haled into court for "artistic defamation:"

  • Changing Your Frog Into A Prince
  • How To Get The Love You Deserve
  • Winning Love While Staying Yourself
  • Husband Hunting For The Overworked 21st Century Woman
  • Keeping Him Faithful Without Pandering To His Icky Male Fantasies

...and so forth. All of them were aimed at women. All of them embedded as fundamental assumptions that:

  • You, Miss Reader, deserve to be loved;
  • That's inherent in your being an American woman;
  • You shouldn't have to change yourself to attract Mr. Right;
  • But changing him is your God-given, double-X-chromosome right;
  • And we'll ram the enforcement legislation through Congress Real Soon Now.

Imagine that.


I have an unfortunate role on the World Wide Web: it's my job to tell people things they don't want to hear, and having heard them, would greatly prefer to disbelieve. I appreciate your sympathy, but someone has to do it, and who better than I: a racist, sexist, homophobic, xenophobic, Islamophobic, gun-toting, retrograde Catholic knuckle-dragger who blathers onto the Web for fun and profit? Though I must declare: there's precious little profit in it. But "my station and its duties," as some pompous ass other than myself once said.

And in keeping with those duties, I must tell the women of this once proud nation something terribly bleak:

Ladies:
You are not entitled to love.

How can I be so certain of that position? Quite simply: Love in this context is an emotion engendered in another person's psyche. To say that Jones is entitled to Smith's love is therefore to say that Jones is entitled to dictate Smith's emotions. But not only is it impossible that Jones should be so entitled, the dictation itself is impossible. The three pounds of "little gray cells" within Smith's skull, wherein he decides such things as whom to love, whom to ignore, and whom to waylay, behead, marinate, fillet, and serve at a church barbecue, is the most private of all organs. It does only what Smith pleases.

Many who yearn for love never receive it. Many who love are not loved in return. It's the subject of quite a lot of memorable (and even more mediocre) fiction. No tactic -- i.e., no technique that anyone can master acontextually and without reference to her situation, her personal qualities, and her character -- will reliably get you love. Indeed, no tactic is even odds-on to do so.

Nevertheless, there's apparently a huge market for books about "getting the love you deserve." It appears to be the fantasy of half the women in America that they can "bag Mr. Right" without having to do more than: 1) find him; 2) zero in on him; 3) apply the appropriate tactics.

The most terrible thing about this delusion is that quite a number of the women afflicted by it are married.


As awful as the above must sound, here's worse -- much worse:

No matter how "perfect" you are or become,
Love is not guaranteed you.

I've known thousands of people of both sexes. I could rattle off a dozen names of men and women I regarded as utterly without fault, sterling examples of the very best of Mankind...all of whom have been single their whole lives long, and not from a disinclination to mate. That's because personal quality isn't the only factor. Chance is involved as well.

The hell of it is, though "working on yourself" -- your appearance, your character, your social graces, your small talk, your comfort level among strangers, etc. -- is the approach most likely to put you in the way of someone who'll love you, there are still conditions to be met:

  • You must meet;
  • You must both be available;
  • You must be physically compatible;
  • You must be compatible in age, values, and priorities;
  • You must both be positioned to capitalize on one another's availability;
  • You must be moved to love him back.

For any given individual of the opposite sex, at the most optimistic the probability that he and you will meet all those conditions is 1 in 64. This is not a figure the pari-mutuel industry is likely to embrace.


All that having been said, most Americans do find love at some point in their lives, whether or not they manage to keep it. It's unlikely to be the sort of all-consuming passion one reads about in "pink and purple books," to the dismay of many fantasy-ridden women. And it could cost quite a bit of effort to keep it alive. Given the disinclination to such efforts so many women exhibit today, rampant domestic disillusion and unhappiness, the plague of marital infidelity, and the "divorce epidemic" stand largely explained.

I can't say with justice that this is entirely because so many women think they deserve to be loved, entirely without conditions and just because they're alive and ambulatory, but that's surely part of it. The "entitlement mentality" is powerfully unattractive. It's especially unattractive when it touches upon human emotions. You cannot command the emotions of others no matter how hard you try. It's pointless to look to the march of science for assistance.

And here's the Ace kicker:

You might be eminently lovable by every objective standard.
That makes absolutely no difference.

You cannot deserve love.
You cannot somehow earn a right to it.
You cannot make yourself irresistible by any means.
No matter how many frogs you kiss, you might never find your prince.

The only love we are guaranteed is God's love. All else is a matter of personal quality and happenstance, with happenstance being by far the larger determinant. And it won't matter how many "romantic tactics guides" you buy and devour.

Saturday, August 16, 2014

Owners Part 2: The Law And The Profits

[NB: The subtitle to this piece was shamelessly stolen from the late, great Cyril Northcote Parkinson. I hope he won't mind. Anyway, I plan to buy him a drink if we meet in the afterlife.]

[NBB: Subtitles must not become a habit. A late friend of mine proposed to write a monograph titled: Subtitles: The Abuse of the Colon, which is only funny until you realize just how ubiquitous and annoying the practice has become.]

[NBBB: It might be possible to distinguish subtitles from the sort of "series tag" novelists append to their titles, such as: Which Art In Hope: A novel of the Spooner Federation, but it's much too early in the morning for such fine distinctions.]

[NBBBB: Wi not trei a holiday in Sweden this year?]


One of the most insightful of Isabel Paterson's many observations on government and politics was that whereas the usual conception of corruption is that it occurs when business corrupts government, in reality exactly the reverse is the case: persons who wield political power actively seek to sell the use of that power to persons who can enrich them. In point of fact, business cannot corrupt government, because the power to create privileges in the marketplace by an action of the State must exist and be "advertised for sale" before it can be purchased.

The earliest corruptions of business by government are falling stones on a steep, loose mountainside. They trigger an avalanche of efforts by businesspeople to get the government "on their side" -- or at least "off their backs" -- that redounds massively to the fortunes of politicians. The underlying dynamic is irresistible:

Corruption makes State favor into the most important single factor in the marketplace.

It's simple, really: If your competitor manages to enlist the State on his side, just how long do you think you'll manage to remain in business? Thus, the State's favor becomes the paramount consideration in any market segment into which it is introduced.

There is no more pernicious convergence than that of profit with power.


The federal design expressed by the Constitution of the United States was motivated by several factors, not the least of which was the attachment to power of the governors and legislators of the states. Yet the Founding Fathers managed to do something no previous architects of government had ever succeeded in doing: they got the states to agree to a binding compact that expressly forbade them certain actions and exertions of law:

No State shall enter into any Treaty, Alliance, or Confederation; grant Letters of Marque and Reprisal; coin Money; emit Bills of Credit; make any Thing but gold and silver Coin a Tender in Payment of Debts; pass any Bill of Attainder, ex post facto Law, or Law impairing the Obligation of Contracts, or grant any Title of Nobility.

No State shall, without the Consent of the Congress, lay any Imposts or Duties on Imports or Exports, except what may be absolutely necessary for executing it's inspection Laws: and the net Produce of all Duties and Imposts, laid by any State on Imports or Exports, shall be for the Use of the Treasury of the United States; and all such Laws shall be subject to the Revision and Controul of the Congress.

No State shall, without the Consent of Congress, lay any duty of Tonnage, keep Troops, or Ships of War in time of Peace, enter into any Agreement or Compact with another State, or with a foreign Power, or engage in War, unless actually invaded, or in such imminent Danger as will not admit of delay. [Article I, Section 10]

It's difficult to get a sense for the magnitude of this achievement without a fairly wide and deep knowledge of the history of political systems. At the time of the Framing it was unprecedented. Yet the fifty-odd men of the Constitutional Convention -- and take it from me, some of them were more than a little odd -- pulled it off, with immense popular support.

Since then, nearly all of the provisions of Article I, Section 10 have been violated. Cui bono? Hint: It wasn't yours.


Ownership of a thing is supposed to confer rights over that thing, including the right to set the terms on which it shall be yielded up to another. For instance, if I own a chair, whether I made it myself or paid for it at the local furniture store, my rights over it are an impassable barrier against your dictating at what price I must sell it to you. I can set any price I like, or declare the item not for sale. Whatever I decide, you have no recourse, for I have merely exercised an owner's rights: the same rights available to you over anything and everything you own or might acquire.

The Framers left a chink in that barrier, unfortunately:

The Congress shall have power...to regulate commerce with foreign Nations, and among the several States, and with the Indian tribes; [Article I, Section 8, third authorizing clause]

...the expansive interpretation of which gave birth to the worst aspects of the federal leviathan: the alphabet agencies of the Regulatory State.

Regulators routinely exercise the power to dictate who may buy and who may sell, and under what conditions, at what prices, and at what times. They do so without legislative authorization, which is bad enough, but is essentially a side issue. Not even Congress could enact such rules without violating the property rights of Americans in business. Such regulatory power -- arbitrary and unreviewable in nearly all cases -- is the gouting fount of 99% of all governmental corruption. Compared to it, federal employees surfing for porn during working hours are a triviality.

Is it any wonder that every corporation in the Fortune 5000 possesses legal and regulatory-compliance departments that are larger than its sales and marketing forces, or that every one of them maintains an office in Washington specifically for swift access to the federal government?


One of the most illustrative historical examples of the lethality of political corruption stems from France during the reign of Louis XIV. The Edict of Nantes, issued by Henry IV in 1598, extended State protection to (and enforced public toleration of) France's Protestant minority, the Huguenots. French Catholic artisans, shopkeepers, and manufacturers, forbidden by the Church to work on Sundays, chafed at this provision, for their Huguenot competitors tended to work seven days per week, which gave them a commercial edge. Over time, pressure mounted upon Louis to revoke the Edict, which he did in 1685. The immediate resumption of bloody hostilities between Catholics and Huguenots, with eventuated in the mass migration of the Huguenots to Belgium, was a major contributor to the economic decline that ultimately produced the French Revolution.

Most monarchs of Louis XIV's time considered their powers unbounded, regardless of any quasi-constitutional mechanisms that might militate to the contrary. In the usual case they were correct de facto to think so, for few were the mechanisms that might succeed in restraining them. Thus, when Louis decided to bestow his royal favor on French Catholics, his altitude, combined with majority support for the revocation, made the consequences inescapable.

Seldom in these United States does blood visibly flow over a corruption of that sort. Yet the consequences are equally inescapable. Regulators empowered to decree who may buy and who may sell, and under what conditions, at what prices, and at what times possess the power of commercial life and death over American businesses, from the greatest to the least. When they exercise those powers, some lose their livelihoods...and often much else besides.

The late Poul Anderson once expressed the core principle of statism as "Do as we say or we'll kill you." Sometimes "doing as they say" will kill you just as dead.


Those familiar with Ayn Rand's blockbuster Atlas Shrugged will remember the backstory about Dagny Taggart's ancestor Nat Taggart, founder of Taggart Transcontinental:

    In his lifetime, the name "Nat Taggart" was not famous, but notorious; it was repeated, not in homage, but in resentful curiosity; and if anyone admired him, it was as one admires a successful bandit. Yet no penny of his wealth had been obtained by force or fraud; he was guilty of nothing, except that he had obtained his own fortune and never forgot that it was his.
    Many stories were whispered about him. It was said that in the wilderness of the Middle West, he murdered a state legislator who attempted to revoke a charter granted to him, to revoke it when his rail was laid halfway across the state; some legislators had planned to make a fortune on Taggart stock -- by selling it short. Nat Taggart was indicted for the murder, but the charge could never be proved. He had no trouble with legislators from then on.

Though I can't prove it beyond a reasonable doubt, this sketch of Nat Taggart might well have been modeled on a quite similar story about Cornelius Vanderbilt, who faced almost exactly the same sort of political ploy from the New York legislature. However, no senator or assemblyman died under mysterious circumstances, though many went broke when Vanderbilt succeeded in countervailing their maneuver. Yet even those who know the Vanderbilt story seldom ask the key question at the base of the whole incident:

By what right does any legislature or other political body claim the power to permit or forbid a peaceful act of commerce?


The long and the short of it is that governmental attempts to decree who may buy and who may sell, and under what conditions, at what prices, and at what times, constitute a usurpation of the rights of ownership. Such a decree is a taking quite as much as the physical seizure of a physical item. If we grudgingly allow that the Constitution does authorize such actions, we must nevertheless demand that they be limited to "public use," and that the dispossessed owners by justly compensated...but despite numerous Supreme Court edicts to his effect, regulatory takings almost never are.

If, as I said in yesterday's tirade, "men must be free because nothing else can be," it behooves us to ask why. The answer is simple: Our interactions with the nonsentient material universe, and with one another through trade, are how we survive and flourish. He who claims the power to "regulate" those interactions implicitly claims the power of life and death over us, for there is no domain of applicability within which such a power can be bounded.

Combine that with the ruthless voracity characteristic of men who view government as an instrument by which to profit, and with the willingness of supposed "public servants" to sell them the use of State power. Given the landscape of coercion and favoritism that results, with all its pockets of privilege and special provisions for politically favored companies and groups, can we really call it a "government of laws, not of men?"

Think it over.

Friday, August 15, 2014

Owners

Brace yourself, Gentle Reader. It's a day for fundamentals and fundamental questions:

Who owns the economy -- if you have any idea what that is?
Who owns the ground beneath your feet?
Who owns your car, or your phone?
Who owns the law?
Who owns you?

Have you been asked those questions anywhere else lately? Have you asked them of yourself? Or are you baffled as to why longtime opinion-spouter and widely celebrated pompous ass Fran Porretto has called them "fundamental?"

In two of the four cases above, the typical respondent will be quick to answer. In the other two, he's likely to want to ponder the matter, perhaps even doubting whether the question itself "makes sense." But many will go zero for four, at least under an empirical treatment of the matter.

Beneath those four questions lies one that's more basic still:

What does it mean to own something...or someone?


If you're under thirty years old, there are certain names familiar to us older farts that you probably never heard in school. One of those, perhaps the most important of them, is John Locke.

Locke, a seventeenth century physician who also put his prodigious intelligence to moral and political philosophy, was the first of the Enlightenment thinkers to give serious consideration to the concept of property, specifically property in material things. His Two Treatises of Government, coupled to Adam Smith's An Inquiry into the Nature and Causes of the Wealth of Nations, are the cornerstones of the ideals expressed in the greatest two hundred words of prose ever penned:

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn, that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security.

It is with infinite sadness that I note that any under-thirties in the audience might never have been presented with that in school, either.

Locke concerned himself with how a material thing becomes property, and arrived at a thesis based on the investment of human labor in the thing to be owned. The essence of his thesis can be captured in a simple diagram:

Unowned items reside conceptually in the common, from which they can be made property by any moral agent by homesteading: the investment in the item of enough labor to "enclose it from the common." (Locke used the example of gathering berries from a wild bush as his illustration of this operation.) Inversely, an owned item can revert to unowned if its owner neglects it sufficiently that it can no longer be distinguished from the common. (For this operation, I like the example of leaving your Chevy on the side of the Cross Bronx Expressway with the keys in the ignition.) Owned items can pass from owner to owner through trade, a voluntary process in which the current owner surrenders his title to a new one for some consideration.

Locke deemed the attachments conferred by these processes to belong to the category of natural rights: morally ironclad associations that arise from the nature of Man and the laws of the universe in which we live. By giving property a moral character, Locke invalidated Smith's acquisition of (or interference with) Jones's property by force or fraud: the diametrical opposite of voluntary exchange. Force and fraud are the inverse of rights; no right can be premised upon them without destroying the very concept of rights.

All of economics, from Adam Smith onward, is premised on the Lockean conceptions of property and natural rights. And there are those two hundred words I quoted above, as well.


I've said it before, and I'll say it again:

Men must be free
Because nothing else can be.

"Free" in the above context has two quite distinct meanings: one when applied to men's property, and one when applied to men themselves. In the former case, "free" means "without cost." But even an isolated Robinson Crusoe type, alone on his island, cannot properly regard any of the bounties of the island as "free" in that sense, for he must go to the effort of gathering them at the very least. In the latter case, "free" means "not subject to external coercion or constraint:" the political meaning of freedom. Both senses of the word are bound to the understanding of property and property rights, which brings us back to the questions at the beginning of this tirade:

Who owns the economy -- if you have any idea what that is?
Who owns the ground beneath your feet?
Who owns your car, or your phone?
Who owns the law?
Who owns you?

If we apply the Lockean standard to these questions, we get fairly simple answers easily defended from first principles. However, in at least three of those five cases, governments habitually act as if they disagree -- and they back up their positions with guns.

Not one square inch of land surface in these United States is immune from property taxes: literally, a rent you must pay to occupy the plot upon which you live. Fail to pay that rent and you'll be involuntarily ejected from your home, quite possibly at gunpoint. So who owns the ground on which you stand?

Under the contractarian basis on which the Constitution and all the lesser state and county charters are premised, the law, whatever it may be, is the joint property of the American people; though we formulate it through representatives, its implementation and its protections are uniform, as the Fourteenth Amendment was intended to emphasize. More, any citizen has as much law enforcement power as any other, badges and municipal salaries notwithstanding. So why is it that police are deemed to exercise command authority over private persons, such that for the latter to "disobey" the former constitutes a cause for arrest?

One comes to self-ownership by a process of "self-homesteading:" the acquisition of learning and capability that results in a self-supporting adult. More, the Thirteenth Amendment to the Constitution of the United States supposedly put a permanent end to slavery and involuntary servitude: i.e., the ownership of persons by other persons or institutions. So why do we have a conscription law, which requires all young men to register with the Selective Service system when they turn eighteen?

Think it over.


The essential difference between a free society and other sorts is that in a free society, the individual possesses rights against the State. Those rights are Lockean property rights: to oneself, to one's freedom of action, and to one's honestly acquired property. Given that force, the defining characteristic of the State, is the exact opposite of rights, there can never be a right of any description that's premised upon forcible coercion or constraint (i.e., intimidation through the threat of forcible punishment).

How does that comport with all the incredibly sloppy "rights talk" afloat in our national discourse:

  • "Right" to marry.
  • "Right" to health care.
  • "Right" to an education.
  • "Right" to free contraception.
  • "Right" to be supported by the State.

...and so on?

Isn't it time we started whacking "rights-mongers" across the chops with a wet mackerel for their demonstrable abuse of the most important conception in all of human thought?


This morning's rant was triggered by this piece from the invaluable David De Gerolamo:

Another clash between protesters and police lit up Ferguson, Mo., on Wednesday night, with police shooting tear gas into crowds and briefly arresting two journalists.

Reporters Ryan J. Reilly of The Huffington Post and Wesley Lowery of The Washington Post were briefly arrested while covering the protests after police entered a McDonald’s where the two were working. Reilly tweeted his arrest as several reports emerged that police on the scene were telling TV crews to leave.…

“Oh, God,” Ferguson Police Chief Thomas Jackson said when told of the arrests by the Los Angeles Times. “I told them to release them,” Jackson said of the two reporters. His department was in command.

The enveloping context of the arrests was Ferguson police using SWAT tactics to empty a peaceable restaurant, in which the aforementioned reporters were eating and working. By what right did the police assert an owner's rights over someone else's property? By what right did they command the immediate obedience of private citizens engaged in wholly legitimate, wholly peaceful activities? Given the context, had the reporters resisted arrest, they might well have been shot down on the instant. By what right would the Ferguson police have deprived those men of their most fundamental properties: their lives?

That sort of conduct by armed agents of the State is characteristic of war zones: places where no rights are recognized, where the preponderance of force is the one and only standard of ownership, where "you're either one of us or the enemy." Is Ferguson, Missouri at war? If so, who are the combatants? What uniforms do they wear, if any?

Have the governments of these United States -- some 88,000 in number -- gone to war against the nation's citizens? Was it declared at some point, published in two-point type in some obscure periodical like the pro forma announcement of a zoning board meeting to which the public would be unwelcome, such that we were intended to miss it?

Answer those questions for yourself. If you find the answers disagreeable, you might want to ponder which side you're on.

Who owns you?

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Assorted Fiction Natterings

There are quite enough commentators blathering on about the crises in the Middle East, Obamunist foreign policy madnesses, and the current spate of racial violence in Ferguson, MO for my taste, so I'll divert to one of my other obsessions for the morning. I hope you're not disappointed, but hey, I don't get paid for this, y'know!


1. Some Nice Ink.

Forgive me, Gentle Reader, but I simply must lead off with this:

Some people write books that inspire. Some write books to teach us something or to make us think, while others write books that are rollicking good fun.

Very few writers manage to do all of these things at the same time.

Enter Francis Porretto.

Francis does that and more. He gives you big issues to ponder through the struggles of his characters and he allows you, the reader, to sort out your own answers....

Many of you already read Mr. Porretto at his blog Liberty's Torch and you've seen the right hand column lined with his books (great cover art by the way.)

Now if you're anything like moi, your first thought may be, "I don't like science fiction." However, I have come to learn that I do like science fiction. Many of my favorite books are, in fact, classified as science fiction such as Fahrenheit 451 and 1984. I've also learned that there is all sorts of sub-genres gathered together under the umbrella of science fiction. Just a quick peek at the Wiki entry on science fiction is enough to completely flummox the most intelligent of people.

What I've discovered is that I want to read a book with characters with which I can identify. I also think most people feel the same way. So let's skip the classifications that pigeonhole books and just say the books Mr. Porretto writes are worth reading.

I started my Porretto journey with Which Art in Hope. Even though the characters are sometimes spinning about in space, I was perfectly capable of relating to them as they struggled with questions regarding morality and ethics. His underlying theme is individual freedom leaning heavily toward libertarianism.

Some people find this to be his best work, but I was much more enthralled with his Realm of Essences trilogy starting with Chosen One, into On Broken Wings, and (so far) my all time favorite, Shadow of a Sword. I highly recommend you read them in order.

In Chosen One we meet Louis Redmond, a man of impeccable character and great brilliance who lives in fictional Onteora, New York. Guided by his mentor, Malcolm Loughlin, we follow the challenges Louis must face and the decisions he must make.

On Broken Wings continues the story of Louis and we meet Christine D'Alessandro, who Louis rescues from a ten-year enslavement by some very nasty people. He helps Christine regain her self-esteem and grooms her to be the next "chosen one" after his untimely death.

Christine and Malcolm continue on in the third book, Shadow of a Sword, with the introduction of American politics, which is probably why it is my favorite. We meet Stephen Sumner, a third party candidate running on a constitutional platform, and we follow his journey on the campaign trail.

I'm getting ready to start The Sledgehammer Concerto by Francis which he describes as:

    Three siblings.
    Children of the dark.
    A mystic reaved of his faith, who holds the power to heal the wounds of the soul and dispel the anguish of the dying;
    A genius warped by abuse, who strove to bring desire itself to heel, and succeeded beyond her wildest hopes;
    And a visionary of freedom hidden in plain sight, whose tales of courage in the face of oppression brought him worldwide fame and a most unpleasant official notice.

Sounds good to me!

...and I hasten to assure you that Miss Adrienne:

  • Is not a relative, and:
  • Does not owe me money.


2. Never, Ever Do This!

George R. R. Martin has been making tidal waves with his A Song of Ice and Fire series, especially since the advent of the excellent and hugely popular HBO production derived from it. But like many writers largely ignored by the mass media for most of their careers, Martin is apparently too fond of the microphone, with the additional fault that he likes to tweak his readers' noses:

During an interview at the Edinburgh International Book Festival, Martin revealed that he no longer read Game of Thrones fan message boards because a number of fans had successfully guessed the ending of the epic franchise.

“So many readers were reading the books with so much attention that they were throwing up some theories and while some of those theories were amusing bullshit and creative, some of the theories are right," the 65-year-old author said.

"At least one or two readers had put together the extremely subtle and obscure clues that I’d planted in the books and came to the right solution."

The article compounds the damage by including this:

He's confirmed what many avid readers of the series have suspected for some years.

1) Ned Stark is not Jon Snow's father.

"I've definitely got some unfinished business that needs to be resolved there." Bean told Vulture. "I'm obviously not Jon Snow's dad. And you need that to be revealed at some point, don't you?"

Fans on many forums have prophesied that Jon Snow was the son of Prince Rhaegar Targaryen and Ned's murdered sister, Lyanna.

This would make Jon Snow's claim to the Iron Throne among the strongest in the Seven Kingdoms, the fans suggested.

But perhaps the biggest clue comes in the form of the overarching title of Martin's series. A Song of Ice (Jon Snow) and Fire (Daenerys Stormborn Mother of Dragons), a kingdom in which Snow ruled the north and Daenerys the south, perhaps?

Fellow indie writers, please, please don't emulate this practice. One of the things that keeps a reader plowing forward is his desire to see your mysteries unraveled and your puzzles solved. When you deprive him of that tension, you undermine his willingness to continue. Take heed!


3. More on Seanan McGuire.

I cannot recommend Miss McGuire's oeuvre highly enough. Just now, I'm midway through her novels of October Daye, a half-fae private investigator and reluctant heroine, and they're just as gripping as her Incryptid books, if not more so.

McGuire likes to "pile it on," creating large, heavily populated tapestries in which multifarious species and subspecies must live out age-old rivalries, vendettas, and the occasional world-shaking prophecy. Despite the profusion thereof, her characters -- including the larger-than-life ones -- have three dimensions and quite a lot of personal appeal, something notably lacking in the works of many urban fantasists. Additionally, when it comes to romance, she displays an admirable subtlety, the lightest of light touches.

But wait: there's more! McGuire's ebooks are all priced quite reasonably, a refreshing departure from the prevalent practice of pricing the ebook equally to the paperback, such that the buyer merely saves the shipping cost. I could only wish other writers would do likewise; it would do wonders for indie and conventionally published fiction both.


4. Trends In "Tough Chick Lit."

In my little tome An Indie Writer's Odyssey, I wrote:

Any number of writers—mostly women, of course—have established themselves among readers as purveyors of “chick lit:” romantically toned stories, with or without a sexual gloss, intended to appeal to the softer side of the fairer sex. The underlying theme—in the writer’s mind, not the reader’s—is that more women are interested in stories of love and romance than in adventures, speculations, mysteries, or other sorts. Though there are exceptions—I’m married to a murder-mystery addict who disdains “pink and purple books”—enough romance writers have prospered to lend some credence to the notion....

But in recent decades, we’ve seen an explosion of stories about a different sort of heroine: the “tough chick,” capable of going mano a mano with any man and willing to do so for what she (at least) thinks a good cause. Indeed, “tough chicks” seem to dominate adventure and speculative writing today. Though “tough chick” adventures are more likely to issue from female than male writers, they’re more popular with male than female readers—and quite profitably popular at that, if the displays at Barnes & Noble are any indication. The temptation to dip a toe into those waters can overcome even the manliest man, as I should know.

What I seem to have detected in my more recent forays is a mushrooming tendency to combine the two approaches -- again, mostly by women writers -- into a single novel, in which a female hero-protagonist has both death-defying adventures and a healthy bout of romantic entanglement. If there's a strategy behind this approach, it would be to appeal equally to readers of either sex. But how well does it work?

(Mind you, what follows is one reader's opinion. One highly opinionated reader-writer's opinion.)

The quality of the result tends to vary. In part this is because many romance-oriented writers are unable to meld those two emphases in an evenhanded fashion, an undertaking which undoubtedly takes more than a mere desire to do so. However, in equal or greater part it's because so many lady writers are so un-ladylike, in which regard they're reinforced by the equally un-ladylike editors currently dominant in Pub World's ranks.

Not to put too fine a point on it, there are quite a lot of hairy-armpitted bull dykes both writing and editing fiction these days -- and I don't care whom I might have offended by saying so.

Ladies and pretenders to the title: You want to write female heroines? Fine. Do so, by all means. I've done so myself. But it's an old bit of wisdom that people read fiction first and foremost to be entertained, not to be harangued about your political postures or your sexual perversions. But you have a message to deliver? That's fine too. But she who lets her message detract from the entertainment value of her story has written what we old farts used to call a tract: the sort of thing that was once printed on cheap newsprint, collated into staple-bound pamphlets, and pressed upon unwilling passers-by on street corners by hairy-eyed, bullhorn-voiced types who hadn't showered recently enough.

Oh, you'll sell a few. But to whom? The people you most urgently want to enlighten? Or those who already agree with you and don't need your "pot of message?"

Think it over.

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Nuts And Bolts

1. A Brilliant Comment.

When Mike Hendrix and Maetenloch at Ace of Spades cite the same blog comment for two distinct reasons, it's bound to be a doozy:

Our problem isn't that we haven't picked our battles skillfully. Al Qaeda attacked us with mass casualties and the Taliban gave them refuge. Iraq was an attempt to send a message to the rogue nations and the enabling nations that the former status quo was no longer acceptable. "Rogue states never turn out to be quite the pariahs they are deemed. They are only able to cause, or at least threaten to cause, mayhem because they enjoy the covert support – usually by means of technology transfers – of one or more major powers within the charmed circle of global ‘good guys'." Margaret Thatcher

Russia is and has been all along, directly facilitating and enabling Iran's pursuit of nukes.

Iraq failed because of the Western Left's treachery.

Our problem is our country's current failure to conduct wars with utter ruthlessness, to understand that mercy is extended after total victory. We have A difficult lesson to learn.

As for blood and treasure expended, both Afghanistan and Iraq have been among the least costly of wars in blood expended and as for the fiscal cost, our perspective is skewed; "Since the beginning of the War on Poverty, government has spent $19.8 trillion (in inflation-adjusted 2011 dollars) on means-tested welfare. In comparison, the cost of all military wars in U.S. history from the Revolutionary War through the current war in Afghanistan has been $6.98 trillion (in inflation-adjusted 2011 dollars).* The War on Poverty has cost three times as much as all other wars combined." Stephen Daggett, "Costs of Major U.S. Wars," Congressional Research Service, June 29, 2010

Applause to Geoffrey Britain. Also, please read the article his comment links. It's incredibly illustrative and educational.


2. The Plight Of The Yazidi.

The Obama notion of "saving" the desperate souls trapped on that Iraqi mountainside appears to be to frighten ISIS away from them long enough for them to escape. He did mutter something about an "airlift," but anyone who's spent any time on a significant slope will immediately discern that this is mere blather.

ISIS is determined to exterminate every other religion in its path; that's the one and only point of its campaign. Their imagined caliphate is one in which Islam is the only religion, shari'a the only law, and Church and State ride in the same chariot forever. That outcome requires the conversion or extermination of every non-Muslim it encounters. Even the supposed third alternative of "dhimmitude" is merely a device for coercing the "infidel" into accepting Islam, as the history of Islamic conquests makes quite plain. Therefore, there can be no "saving" of anyone in ISIS's path, Yazidi, Christian, Jewish, Zoroastrian, or otherwise, except by destroying ISIS root and branch, down to the last man.

Whatever Obama's predilections -- and I admit it; I'm one of those who believes that he favors Islamic jihad carnage and wants to see it continue and intensify -- it appears that no one in his administration is willing to admit that ISIS is engaged in a religiously-motivated war of conquest and extermination. It's been obvious to anyone who's ever bothered to familiarize himself with its texts that Islam commands exactly that of its allegiants. However, in a departure from my usual practice at such junctures, I shan't harp on my mantra that "obvious means overlooked," because it doesn't apply to the Obamunist regime. No one has overlooked anything here; Obama's underlings fully grasp his vindictiveness and would never dare to hint at an explanation for ISIS's campaign that deviates from his promulgations.

Religious warriors never admit nor accept defeat. They win, or they die. Therefore, there is only one way to put an end to their slaughters: the way that Geoffrey Britain hints at in the segment above. If you dislike what that implies about the proper attitude toward world Islam, well, you can't say I've made any secret of it these past thirteen years.


3. Book Notes.

I've recently decided to try Amazon's "KDP Select" program for my eight novels, which required that I delist them from all other sales outlets for the duration. Until further notice, if you're interested in one or more of those books, please go to Amazon for them. The image-links on the right sidebar have been modified accordingly.

Also, from September 9 through September 15, the ebook editions of Chosen One, Which Art In Hope,, and Priestesses will be available for a mere $0.99 each. The prices will revert to their usual retail levels on September 16.

I'm still at work on Polymath, the kinda-sorta continuation of the "Realm of Essences" series, and -- God willin' an' the creek don't rise -- should have it ready for publication around the end of this year. For those hoping for a novel based on "The Warm Lands," never fear: that, too, is on my workbench. Finally, a few test readers asked recently about Powers Of The Air, which I began some time ago but has languished in desuetude since then. I promise you that I haven't abandoned it; I've merely been rethinking it. It will be completed, just not quite as soon as I originally intended, nor in the fashion I once envisioned.

Enjoy your Humpday.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Self-Hauntings

Today's reflection might strike you, Gentle Reader, as a bit odd, though, given the five-million-plus words of commentary I've pumped out since embarking on this course in 1997 for absolutely no compensation, why my drivel should be anything else remains an open question.

Ghost stories are among the longest-lived of our tales. They reach well back into history. Some survive from the era of classical Greece. No doubt there are even older ones from the Far East. They appear to serve an important function in our psyches. However, that doesn't suffice to explain why anyone would create "ghosts" of his own: specters formed from his own words and deeds that he must surely know would come back to haunt him.

I speak here not of blatantly criminal conduct, which is usually committed either out of a desire for unearned gain or from a failure of impulse control in the heat of passion. I'm thinking of the sort of emission...or omission... that stems from a confusion among one's priorities: an elevation of the transient over the permanent, or of the trivial over the critical.

How many of us have made such errors? Surely the tally approaches 100%. Think back over your own history. Can't you remember at least one instance where you sacrificed the greater for the lesser, or your long-term interests for a short-run indulgence? What's that you say? You were never such an adolescent? Please!

That sort of misstep is often visible in the conduct of politicians.


Politicians are people who desire power over others, whether they sincerely seek to serve the public, or believe themselves worthy of it, or are simply pursuing their own interests by political means. In the overwhelmingly most common case, power is their highest priority; for some, it's the only thing that matters. It causes them to say things they come to regret, and sometimes to do things they later wish they'd never done, specifically to gain or retain high office.

Even Thomas Jefferson, by far the most intelligent, principled, and clear-sighted of the Founding Fathers, had many regrets about his time in public life. Indeed, his regrets over the extra-Constitutional measures he approved, several of them out of reluctance to challenge their proponents within his supporters' ranks, were the seeds that, through the efforts of Andrew Jackson, Martin Van Buren, and Thomas Hart Benton, in 1828 birthed the Democratic Party.

Contemporary politicians don't bear comparison with Jefferson in any way. The best of them is a gutless, brainless pygmy compared to the Sage of Monticello. Yet if Jefferson could falter and fail in a fashion that would haunt him forever after, how much more easily would such failures come to a self-promoting, conscience-challenged, power-uber-alles politician of our time?


One of the most common political spectacles of our time is the back-and-fill: a politician's rhetorical attempt to qualify his past statements or actions in order to make them seem consistent with current realities. Barack Hussein Obama is currently straining to do just that in the face of the ISIS slaughters in Iraq. Today he claims that it was not his decision to pull America completely out of Iraq in 2011 -- that prior decisions by George W. Bush had tied his hands. Anyone familiar with the actual history of the thing will know better, of course:

Accordingly, when Obama had the opportunity to negotiate a long-term "status of forces" security agreement with the government of Nouri al-Maliki, under which the U.S. would retain active bases in Iraq and a security role in collaboration with Iraq's own military, he refrained from even attempting it, thus giving rise to the current situation.

The reason for such attempts to rewrite history is a simple one: politicians hate to admit to mistakes. Obama's mistake was an especially severe one, stemming from his 2008 campaign promises to extract America from Iraq entirely. As the electorate tends to punish politicians for their mistakes, a self-absorbed type like Obama will move heaven and earth to blot them from memory. Now that the consequences of the American pullout have become all too clear, it is vital to his "legacy" that Obama contrive to displace the odium onto other shoulders, and his predecessor's shoulders are the ones he prefers to burden.

It is dishonest.
It constitutes bearing false witness.
And it will ultimately, if not soon enough, cost him dearly.
But it flows from his highest priority: that he be seen as omniscient and morally superior.

This is what comes of the lust for power and prestige.


The worst form of political deception is self-deception. Here, too, Jefferson was the superior of any politician of our time. He could not and did not deceive himself about his missteps. A letter he wrote to Benjamin Rush gives us some indication of why that was so:

To the corruptions of Christianity I am, indeed, opposed; but not to the genuine precepts of Jesus himself. I am a Christian, in the only sense in which he wished any one to be; sincerely attached to his doctrines, in preference to all others; ascribing to himself every human excellence.

(Though he was not a Christian of any orthodox description, and disputed the very existence of an immaterial Creator, Jefferson held Jesus's moral code to be "the most sublime and benevolent code of morals which has ever been offered to man." He deemed it superior to the preachments of any cleric, holding them to be enemies of liberty in all places and times. Something to think about when your parish pastor next preaches politics from the pulpit.)

Today's politicians treat religious affiliation as a campaign attribute, a tactic. Few have been regular practitioners of any sort of religious observance. (While in the White House, professed Christian Obama has attended a Christian religious service exactly twice. Compare that to his 400 fundraisers and 150 rounds of golf.) We may take it as written that their attachment to the Commandments is tenuous at best. Alternately, as Robert Shea and Robert Anton Wilson wrote in Illuminatus!

He [the president] was, in fact, characteristic of the best type of dominant male in the world at this time. He was fifty-five years old, tough, shrewd, unburdened by the complicated ethical ambiguities which puzzle intellectuals, and had long ago decided that the world was a mean son of a bitch in which only the most cunning and ruthless can survive. He was also as kind as was possible for one holding that ultra-Darwinian philosophy; and he genuinely loved children and dogs, unless they were on the site of something that had to be bombed in the National Interest.

Such a mindset makes self-deception possible, even straightforward. He who loves power above all other things could hardly be of another.


Except for those who die in office, a politician cannot escape his ghosts. They will follow him. Only the man entirely devoid of conscience -- the man so venal and self-absorbed as to qualify as a sociopath -- will fail to be haunted by his conduct in office. Unfortunately, the dynamic of power-seeking, coupled with the "gimme-gimme" ethic of contemporary special-interest politics, raises exactly that sort of man high among the political elite.

Yet he will leave ghosts: memories of his betrayals and deceits that might still be useful to us, if not to his immortal soul. They can become object lessons to his successors, if pressed upon them with sufficient clarity and force. They can be coupled to promises to punish similar behavior: the theme should be framed as "We have learned better, and we won't permit the same sort of obfuscation or evasion to you." Even the most utterly corrupt politician will usually back away from a course of action if he can be convinced that it will cost him his office and his "legacy."

The obvious challenge is to find a way to countervail the "gimme-gimmes:" to render them less audible, and less politically effective, than the demands and retributions of the still-decent majority of Americans. It's a tough nut; special interests are high in the saddle because their agendas are short and coherent, and thus can motivate their allegiants more powerfully than the more diffuse priorities held by others. But this could be the guide we need to thwart them. How much shorter or more coherent could an agenda be than this: a demand for absolute adherence to one's given word:

We will remember your promises,
And we will punish you severely for reneging on them.

...no matter what pledges an aspirant to high office might make?

If we leave aside differences in governing philosophy and their practical implications for policy and execution, what else could any decent man ask of a politician?

If you can't persuade your fellows to agree with your policy positions, is it still too much to ask them to demand honesty -- to punish traitors, liars, and hypocrites, at least to the extent of denying them your votes and campaign contributions?

Think it over.

Monday, August 11, 2014

Proposal For A Counter-Hijacking

Say, I've got an idea. (Translated into the Southern: "Hey, y'all, watch this!") It derives from a widely cited column by Kurt Schlichter:

For the liberals who aren’t liberal solely because someone is handing them checks for plopping onto the couch all day instead of working, liberalism has become less an ideology than an attitude. It’s an attitude of serene superiority over everyone else based upon absolutely nothing more than liberals’ utter certainty of the rightness of their collectivist cause. [Emphasis added by FWP]

The original meaning of liberal was "favorable toward freedom." Americans' use of the word as a political label has been utterly severed from that dictionary definition for quite a long time now. So complete is the disconnection that the great Ludwig von Mises's landmark book on political philosophy, which he titled Liberalism, caused such confusion that shortly after its appearance in the United States was reissued under the title The Free and Prosperous Commonwealth.

But in recent years -- roughly since the Reagan Administration -- social-welfare fascists whose ideological ancestors succeeded in hijacking the word away from its proper meaning have largely abandoned it, preferring to style themselves "progressives." Granted that that's at least as much of a misapplication as "liberal," nevertheless it means that the ideology they attached to that noble term had acquired a taint they found they could no longer bear. Thus, today "liberal" lies pretty much unowned -- fallow -- vacant and begging for a new tenant.

Perhaps it's time to take it back.

I wrote quite recently that:

To be truly useful, a word must have an exact meaning. It cannot have more than one without becoming dangerous to one's thought processes. What recent political discourse has done to the critical labels has made them extremely dangerous to our thinking, and to the future of our already endangered Republic.

First consider liberal, a word whose original, exact meaning has been severed from it for practical purposes. Have a gander:

Liberal \Lib"er*al\, n. One who favors greater freedom in political or religious matters. [Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913 edition]

Anyone who hasn't spent the last fifty years in a coma will immediately see how far the word liberal has been carried from that meaning. And it has indeed been carried away; it didn't migrate to its contemporary usage all by itself. The kidnapping of liberal was quite deliberate.

Similarly, we have conservative, whose original meaning has also been lost:

Conservative \Con*serv"a*tive\, n. One who desires to maintain existing institutions and customs. [Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913 edition]

Contemporary American conservatives could hardly be accused of that with any justice. Most of then are as hostile to the existing state of things as Bakunin or Kropotkin. Yet they stubbornly clutch the label conservative to their breasts rather than use a more accurate one, perhaps out of a misplaced...conservatism.

The damage consequent to these distortions has been incalculable. It's been inflicted upon us with malice aforethought. The profit has accrued entirely to the Left.

My suggestion proceeds from those observations as well as from Schlichter's skewering of the "progressive" mindset. How to go about it? Ah, that's the fun part!


Two hypothetical conversations follow. First:

Random Conservative:...so I favor greatly reduced taxation and regulation, a repeal of all laws that infringe upon individuals' Constitutionally protected rights, an end to the pervasive snoopery of the federal government, and a renewed emphasis on American sovereignty and American interests in all our foreign dealings.
FWP: Ah, so you're a liberal then.

RC: WHAT!??! Liberals don't hold those positions!
FWP: Then I must be confused. My dictionary says that "liberal" means "One who favors greater freedom." That sounds quite a bit like you.

RC: But...but...people who call themselves liberals disagree with me entirely!
FWP: Then they shouldn't be allowed to use the word, should they? Let's reclaim it for the true friends of freedom.

RC: What's wrong with "conservative?" It's what I've always called myself.
FWP: Out of habit, no doubt. My dictionary defines "conservative" as "One who desires to maintain existing institutions and customs." That doesn't sound like you at all.

We'll pause that exchange here to look at a second conversation:

Random Liberal:...so taxes really have to go up, especially on the rich, we've got to put an end to private ownership of firearms, and we need much more stringent regulation of all businesses to do something about racism, sexism, sexual orientation discrimination, and the rise of inequality.
FWP: Ah, so you're a conservative, then.

RL: Excuse me!??! Conservatives don't hold with any of that!
FWP: Let's see now (flipping through imaginary Webster's Unabridged): "Conservative: One who desires to maintain existing institutions and customs." You're advocating taking existing practices and intensifying them. You could only be more conservative if you were to argue for keeping everything exactly as it is forever.

RL: (grimly) I'm proud to call myself a liberal, and I've done so for a very long time.
FWP: I can't imagine anyone with a dictionary letting you get away with that. (Flips a few more invisible pages) Ah, here we are: "Liberal: One who favors greater freedom." All your positions are very anti-freedom. Every one of them infringes upon private enterprise, private property, and private decision making. You have no rightful title to that word.

If properly executed -- i.e., with complete courtesy and the appropriate deadpan -- each of the above exchanges would eventuate in the same conclusion: A befuddled conversational partner with a single question on his lips:

Random Conversational Partner of either disposition: Well, what do you call yourself, then?
FWP: An American.

It could be both effective and fun, Gentle Reader. And we could abandon that sesquipedalian word libertarian in the bargain. Give it some thought.

Sunday, August 10, 2014

Why Not Be Afraid? A Sunday Rumination

And when he had sent the multitudes away, he went up into a mountain apart to pray: and when the evening was come, he was there alone. But the ship was now in the midst of the sea, tossed with waves: for the wind was contrary. And in the fourth watch of the night Jesus went unto them, walking on the sea. And when the disciples saw him walking on the sea, they were troubled, saying, It is a spirit; and they cried out for fear. But straightway Jesus spake unto them, saying, Be of good cheer; it is I; be not afraid. And Peter answered him and said, Lord, if it be thou, bid me come unto thee on the water. And he said, Come. And when Peter was come down out of the ship, he walked on the water, to go to Jesus. But when he saw the wind boisterous, he was afraid; and beginning to sink, he cried, saying, Lord, save me. And immediately Jesus stretched forth his hand, and caught him, and said unto him, O thou of little faith, wherefore didst thou doubt? And when they were come into the ship, the wind ceased. Then they that were in the ship came and worshipped him, saying, Of a truth thou art the Son of God.

[Matthew 14:23-33]

"Be not afraid" might be the single most repeated statement in the Bible. Clearly the Redeemer wanted us to take it -- and Him -- seriously. But perhaps it's worth our time to view that exhortation its merits apart from the authority of the Son of God.

Why not be afraid? Surely there are plenty of things to fear in the world around us. Every step one takes outside his home, and quite a few inside it, puts him within the scope of something that might harm or bereave him. Pain and sorrow are certainties of human life. Indeed, no matter how fortunate any of us might be at any time, the future is unknowable except for one thing: we shall all die. And after we pass through that one-way door, we must face God's judgment on how we've lived, with no certainty about His verdict. Don't we have good reasons to fear?

There are enough "secular" takes on fear and the best attitude toward it that you've surely encountered as many as I have. You might have seen a few of them here. But today being Sunday, it's time for a specifically faith-based, Christian approach.

How could the Redeemer, He Who would ultimately face the most savagely torturous death His time could devise, counsel us lesser ones not to fear?


The premises of the Christian faith are few and simple. They're summed up in the Nicene Creed:

I believe in one God,
the Father almighty,
maker of heaven and earth,
of all things visible and invisible.

I believe in one Lord Jesus Christ,
the Only Begotten Son of God,
born of the Father before all ages.
God from God, Light from Light,
true God from true God,
begotten, not made, consubstantial with the Father;
through him all things were made.
For us men and for our salvation
he came down from heaven,
and by the Holy Spirit was incarnate of the Virgin Mary,
and became man.
For our sake he was crucified under Pontius Pilate,
he suffered death and was buried,
and rose again on the third day
in accordance with the Scriptures.
He ascended into heaven
and is seated at the right hand of the Father.
He will come again in glory
to judge the living and the dead
and his kingdom will have no end.

I believe in the Holy Spirit, the Lord, the giver of life,
who proceeds from the Father and the Son,
who with the Father and the Son is adored and glorified,
who has spoken through the prophets.

I believe in one, holy, catholic and apostolic Church.
I confess one Baptism for the forgiveness of sins
and I look forward to the resurrection of the dead
and the life of the world to come. Amen.

[Emphasis added by FWP.]

That is the entirety of Catholic Christian theology, except for two other items: the Immaculate Conception of Mary, the Mother of God; and the Assumption of Mary into Heaven after her death. But note the emphasized line in the Creed above: Jesus was the conduit through which His Father's power was exerted to create all things. The Gospel According to John reinforces this assertion in a poetic way:

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. The same was in the beginning with God. All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made. [John 1:1-3]

If Jesus, the Word through Whom all things were made, tells us to "be not afraid," He must have good reason. That reason is dramatized in Peter's journey across the surface of the waters toward Him: he was endangered by one and only one thing: the onset of doubt.


In another Gospel passage of great importance, Jesus's disciples ask Him: "Lord, increase our faith." But He replies, "If you had faith like a mustard seed, you would say to this mulberry tree, 'Be uprooted and be planted in the sea'; and it would obey you." To the Redeemer, and of necessity to us as well, faith is the touchstone for all challenges, temporal as well as eternal. For He "through whom all things were made" knows our capacities. He would not demand of us exertions that exceed our strength, nor would He set us to trials beyond our ability to withstand.

Remember that He gave His disciples powers comparable to His own; they too could heal the sick and the lame and cast out demons, as long as they did so in His name. There could be no clearer demonstration of the power of faith in Him -- and the Twelve, men of Galilee whom He asked to accept a proposition asked of no other Israelite, needed it more than anyone to walk the Earth since them.

But wait; there's more!


We fear death for several reasons. It's often preceded by pain and incapacity. It separates us from those we love. Perhaps it will interrupt undertakings of importance to us. But there is this as well: Death is the end of all temporal pain, struggle, and strife. No matter how intense the trials and sufferings that precede it, death brings them to an end, even as it delivers infinitely more to us, and us to infinitely more.

Faith, specifically in the New Covenant of Christ and in His promise of eternal bliss in His nearness at the bargain price of obeying a few exceedingly simple commandments:

And he said unto him, Why callest thou me good? there is none good but one, that is, God: but if thou wilt enter into life, keep the commandments. He saith unto him, Which? Jesus said, Thou shalt do no murder, Thou shalt not commit adultery, Thou shalt not steal, Thou shalt not bear false witness, Honour thy father and thy mother: and, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself. [Matthew 19:17-19]

...is all that's required to get there from here.

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What a tiny price for so great a gift! How much more could we have been offered? How much less could we have been asked in return? And with that star to steer by, what could there be to fear...except a failure of our faith?

Though we can fail in faith, faith will never fail us. Peter, before whom stood the fleshly incarnation of God, learned that at first hand as he trod the waters of the Sea of Galilee. His lesson is ours as well.

May God bless and keep you all.