... ouch Spice.
But Aemilius, Spice could definitely write something close to that
.
There are a lot of people that get overwhelmed with how much freedom they don't have, and instead of focusing on what they do have, and realizing the liberties at hand, they focus and dwell on what is not there, and the tiny, insignificant evils of a few get cast over the entire system. Enter the paranoid, the jaded, the angrily sick.
What happens in our system is if you like it, if you accept it, and if you realize how much you
can have - you will be moderately, if not completely happy.
However, if one day, you forget to pay your bills, and the next you get a speeding ticket, and the next you get fired, you lose your car, your house, your wife divorces you, you become slummed and slumped into poverty - you
will hate the system.
That is where a lot of these anarchistic people come from, they are not true bringers of anarchy, they are jaded, faded, individuals who have lost their luck and their patience with getting everything they want. They are too stubborn and focused on the negative to realize anything positive within the system which they live that you cannot speak to them about it. Yet they have no action, they are waiting for others to start the rebellion - they are waiting on others to begin the coalition, showing they are true followers, mad at their once leaders.
A true anarchist lives, breathes, and works within and through the system to slowly dismantle that in which he does not agree with. A true anarchist must get a job, abide by the laws, and buy within monopolies - any intelligent man or woman will see this is essential to do anything.
When you have a job, but you do not like how the boss or your employees do their work, you do not quit and start throwing rocks at the windows, you talk, converse, and explain your issues and problems with others.
Again, any intelligent man will tell you that you do not rise to power - whether social or intellectual - from angry retaliation.
I am jaded against those who are jaded against the system. I saw my father reach a low point where he became so overwhelmed with the dark tar abyss of life within the states he said some things that I can never forget. He had completely surrounded himself in pain, anguish, and anger. I stood up to him at one point and I said
"Dad, you either have to do something about it, or you have to live with it. Sitting at home and spewing out hatred and disdain within your head is only going to prolong what you hate."
I don't know if it was my words or some other event at the time, but he radically changed since then.
