Ours? Mine?

We call our government “ours”; in what sense is it ours? In what sense is it mine? Do I have personal connections with anyone in government? No. Do I know of anyone in Government who is acting on rational principles to uphold the essential values of my life? No. Am I a part owner of director of any government facility? No. Therefore, the government is not mine. Yet, this government has power over me. When the moth is about to be eaten by the spider, the moth does not say, “Now, spider, you are mine.”

Okay, to some extent the police and the military still protect my life and property—until they decide not to. but in the end, let us be clear: the government is not mine; it is not ours; and the State is our ultimate enemy.

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