One of the hardest things to come to grips with is the incongruity of “nice people.”
We all know them. They are our neighbors, co-workers; people we chit-chat with in a friendly way at the bank and other places where we become familiar. They seem like . . . nice people.
But we’re nonetheless profoundly dissimilar.
Some people only seem nice – superficially. Underneath the pleasantries, they’re not. They are the ones who will vote in secret ( a weird and scary thing when you consider what’s on the ballot in a “democracy”) to have someone else take your money – or your liberty. It is usually some combination of both.
“We” (they mean they) need or want this or that whatever it is. Vote for so-and-so and he’ll make it so.
Just pull the curtain – and pull the lever. It’s easy – because no one can see what you’re doing nor will they ever know you did it. Which is why it’s done without much regret and often, with a smile and a smug sense of satisfaction.
The same people who do that seem honest – superficially. They would probably never pocket your wallet if you left it on the table. Never leave a note in your mailbox telling you how much you “owe” them – and that if you don’t pay up, they’ll be over, later, to make sure you do. Perhaps by forcibly removing you from what, in your naivety, you considered to be your home – themselves.
They leave such dirty work to the government – this mentality-altering, morality inverting construct which allows people to steal and brutalize without having to admit to themselves that that is what they’re doing . . . because they didn’t actually do it, themselves. The “funding” just became available – via a vote.
By pulling a lever (or – lately – tapping a touchscreen) one can participate in violence while pretending to be peaceful. A person can enter their neighbor’s home without leaving theirs; pocket the contents of his wallet without actually having to perform the act of theft in person.
This is the primary evil of the thing.
When a violent act is made to appear peaceful, it is easy to participate in – and profit from – because it is easy to not come to grips with what is being done.
People who kill their own food – hunters – often have a particular reverence for life.
Perhaps because they literally face up to the fact that in order for them to eat meat, a living animal must die. Our civilized way of life does its best to cover up this fact of life; most people only see “meat” – never the animal that dies to provide it.
Ergo, most don’t care much about the animals that do provide it.
It is not a coincidence that most of the meat that’s bought comes from animals who lived – and died – horribly. Their lives short, in unnatural conditions. Their end not easy or quick. Most spending their final days/hours in a state of terror even if they do not understand exactly what is coming. They do know they are packed together with others of their kind, in cages stacked high or in semis packed tight – for the long (and probably, cold) ride to the meat factory where they will be “processed” – as the euphemism (like “taxes”) has it.
The deer taken in the woods, on the other hand, lived a natural life until its death – which came swiftly and unannounced. Even backyard birds – like the chickens and ducks raised by this writer – enjoy living before they are killed. Not that this makes the killing something celebrate – even though we do have to eat and eating meat is as natural as drinking water.
Nice people do not want to face where their (insert government benefit here) “meat” comes from. It just comes. It is all “free.” Government warehouses (these are styled “schools”) to get their kids off their hands for most of the day, so they can be free, to do other things. “Free” health care, so that they can be free to not take care of their health. Government-provided this and government-provided that. All of it seemingly free – or at least, at no cost to those receiving it.
And without any pangs of conscience regarding those made to provide it.
You can quickly find out just how “nice” they actually are by suggesting that, perhaps, they ought to pay for the things they’d like to have – and even for the things they need – since (surely) it is not the obligation of other people (who likely have needs of their own) to provide these things. This will cause their smiles to turn to frowns. Tell the nice government school lunch lady across the street that you think the parents of the kids in the school where she serves lunch should pay for their kids’ lunch and her salary . . . not everyone who just happens to live in the same county, via taxes applied to their property.
See how nice she becomes by taking it a little farther, explaining that you don’t approve of robbery – and very much disapprove of armed robbery.
This latter, suggestion by the way, will also raise the alarm among what are styled “conservatives” – who also support armed robbery – but for different reasons than the Leftists they object to. As for example to pay for aircraft carriers and Social Security rather than abortions and Obamacare.
It’d be funny were it not so tragically sad.
Historically, countries like Germany and Russia were full of nice people. China has billions of them, right now. These are not, by and large, people who would beat you up in an alley or break into your home and put a gun to your head so as to make you hand over the contents of your wallet.
But they’ll vote – in secret – to have it done.
The trouble, then, is not fundamentally the vote. It is all of those nice people who are perfectly willing to use the vote to do things to you they’d never do themselves but are eager to pull the lever to have done to you. They are very much like the person who buys a juicy steak at the supermarket but does not want to think about what it took to have that piece of peaceful-looking meat just sitting there in the butcher’s case.
With one important difference. Eating a steak does no violence to another human being.
Voting to treat people as if they were steers, does.
The road away from the abattoir is not via the ballot box. The abattoir recedes only when enough people decide they don’t want blood on their hands, even if it’s not their hands that get actually bloody.
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