starving eyes wrote:lastly, i have a challenge for you. what gives you the right to tell somebody else what they can and cannot do on their property, or on the property of somebody who permits their activities, with their bodies? what makes you so special? unless you can come with a logical, rational justification for this, this discussion is over.
Though it still may be your property, you still are a perasite of the system. The roads that lead to your home were built and maintained by the government. Without those same roads, you wouldn't be able to get to work to pay for your home. Without those roads, people wouldn't be able to drive to your location to pay for your product to pay for your salary to pay for that home. So you don't vote? Whoop-dee-doo, you still are a dependant of the government. If you're going to pretend like you don't support the government, don't half-ass it. The money you spend? Guess what, it only has value because the government you don't support backs it. Be a true anarchist, start trading your goods for other people's things. Don't drive on the roads (unless you personally built them). Don't go to government funded school (good luck). Don't ever attend a hospital. After you give those things up, then you can truly preach.
they can't give you your money back because the service has been provided and you have been using that service.
there is an alternative...walk just not on sidewalks.
Whenever death may surprise us, let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road. my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load. gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
then just use the services provided, your paying for them anyway. wait....were just goin round in circles.
Whenever death may surprise us, let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road. my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load. gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
corey, the government is a contract. we agree to pay them, they agree to provide certain services, right?
except i didn't agree and i cannot withdraw. if a man enters your home, tells you he's going to live there and cook you dinner for $5 a day, and tells you that if you try to leave or stop paying him, he'll kill you, what are you going to do? he also tells you that any attempt to cook your own dinner will result in you being shot.
by eating the food, are you somehow agreeing to his demands?
starving eyes wrote:corey, the government is a contract. we agree to pay them, they agree to provide certain services, right?
except i didn't agree and i cannot withdraw. if a man enters your home, tells you he's going to live there and cook you dinner for $5 a day, and tells you that if you try to leave or stop paying him, he'll kill you, what are you going to do? he also tells you that any attempt to cook your own dinner will result in you being shot.
by eating the food, are you somehow agreeing to his demands?
Of course you did, you didn't bother to vote against it.
ok, so if five different men arrive and all of them offer you a different meal for a different price, but tell you that no matter what, one of them is going to live there and if you don't pick, your neighbour will, do you somehow agree to it?
Are those the rules of the community I chose to live in?
Listen, bro, you're really reaching. Is it so hard to admit that you enjoy the benifits that the government provides? To know that the government is giving you more than you're giving it in return? It must eat you up inside, knowing that you condemn the services that you take for granted.
some of them, yes, others, not so much. that's beside the point. going back to my example, does it really make a difference if the guy is a decent cook? i'd really rather not have him in my house.
non of this is defending the fact that your drugs are killing innocent mexican people. can't defend your habbits can you?
Whenever death may surprise us, let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road. my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load. gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
i suggest you take your own advice. the majority of so called "sweatshop" labour in third world countries is <i>voluntary</i>
but that is entirely beside the point. the fact that drugs are illegal creates the violence that surrounds them. this is visible, right now, in the world around us. take prohibition, for example, which created violence. or, consider the abscence of violent alcohol and cigarette cartels.
