"We have done this because we love liberty and hate authority." – Voltairine de Cleyre
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Pure Angry Madness…
May 20th
This story is pure angry madness. (H/T to RadGeek, Charles Johnson)
“It was hell. The man was suffering,” Raybin told News 2 Tuesday. “Everyone has had problems with their teeth. Can you imagine being in jail with no help, no medical attention and having the enamel of four of your teeth destroyed? It was an agony for him. The medical people didn’t do zip for him.”
These cops are out of control. They represent and index only the meanest, coldest segment of our society. Lt. Tanya was not alone when she ripped Anthony’s teeth from his head! Other cops stood by and watched it happen! They listened to his screams. Imagine it! Hearing screams, watching screams and doing nothing.
This is the kind of story one would expect to hear from the Inferno. ”My dear Dante, in this room they pull the teeth from your head,” Virgil explained.
“Dear god! What do you call this place,” cried Dante?
“America.“
How does it feel to be a Fugitive?
Mar 11th
A couple of days ago it was brought to my attention that in my home state of Oklahoma I was a walking fugitive. (Hat tip to Brad Spangler) You see in Oklahoma, according to Title 21, Chapter 9, Section 374, it is a felony to “carry … or publicly display any red flag or other emblem or banner, indicating disloyalty to the Government of the United States or a belief in anarchy or other political doctrines or beliefs, whose objects are either the disruption or destruction of organized government.” I have been, peacefully mind you, walking around Tulsa, Oklahoma with ALLiance of the Libertarian Left and Industrial Workers of the World buttons pinned to my jacket (suspecting, but) never knowing that I could be punished with 10 years in prison and/or $1,000.00 fine.
I took a couple of days to reflect on this realization (no crying this time Less Antman 
). I came home one day to see a cop car park along the street in front of my section of apartments and I did get a little rush of adrenaline. I tried to imagine if this is what other fugitives felt. I imagined some character from a Tarantino film sitting alone in their apartment peeking into a suitcase full of loot, jumping at every knock at the door and suspecting every motive from friends or family.
They are going to want their stuff back, so the cops are looking for me. That’s what they do; they track down stolen goods or murderers who have stolen lives. Living on borrowed time.
Wait a second! How are displays of sympathy for anarchism in any way similar to stolen money or stolen lives? What have I stolen?
Oh yeah! That’s right. I almost forgot. I stole my mind away from the government. Their truncheon or badge or letterheads are not substitutes for reasons or arguments in my presence.
So, dear friends, if you don’t hear from me in a week or two, then it might be because the government has sent the police to take their “property” back.
