Ironic doesn’t quite cover this business of Donald Trump menacing what he styles “drug dealers” with the death penalty, if he is ever in a position to impose it. This from the man who pushes drugs – the so-called “vaccines” – on people in a way that no drug dealer ever has.
The difference between dealing – and pushing – being decisive as regards the question of morality. And thus, the moral legitimacy of punishment.
Contrast the dealer with the pusher.
Government being the ultimate pusher. It was Donald Trump’s government that pushed the drugs styled “vaccines,” all-but-actually-forcing millions of people to take them. Forced all of us (who pay taxes, anyhow) to pay the manufacturers of them, something no one who deals pot or any other arbitrarily illegal drug has ever been in a position to do.
Technically, people weren’t forced to take these drugs styled “vaccines.” They were free to lose their jobs – and along with them, their ability to pay their bills. Some faced loss of career – as in the case of people in the military.
It was Trump who pushed the dangerous drugs styled “vaccines” through the approval process, by all-but-eliminating the requirements previously in place that had to be met prior to obtaining approval. The result of that “warp speeding” has been the fast-tracking of thousands – possibly tens, even hundreds of thousands – into an early grave.
People who take drugs often suffer this fate. But those who took them freely have the cold comfort of knowing they have only themselves to blame. No one is forced to take Fentanyl, for instance. There are no pushers of this drug. There are merely dealers.
Only government has the power to push drugs.
And now we have the irony of the man who pushed some of the most dangerous drugs yet known on an entire country urging that “dealers” be put to death as expeditiously as possible.
I long ago realized the dangerousness of such men. The kinds of men who don’t understand the difference between dealing and pushing. Usually, they are very pushy, themselves.
It was this realization that baptized me as a conscious libertarian more than 30 years ago – when I was a 19-year-old college student who got arrested for what was styled “intent to distribute” marijuana, man.
How the armed government workers who arrested me, man, knew my intentions is something I have never been able to divine. In fact, my intention was to grow pot plants and smoke them. The leafs and buds to be distributed – freely – among my friends and perhaps others who might freely wish to buy some from me.
I was a “dealer,” in other words. But I pushed nothing on anyone. Just as no dealer ever pushed anything on me. I sometimes bought pot from them. They never threatened to take away my job if I didn’t take what they were offering. They certainly had no power to so threaten.
Well, I was arrested – and put into a cage – notwithstanding I’d never “pushed” anything on anyone. I could have been sent off to a prison for several years, which would have meant the end of my employability as a “convicted felon” and probably never been in a position to write the column you are reading now.
Fortunately, I wasn’t imprisoned – and the charges later reduced to a trivial misdemeanor, that of “possession” – though how “possessing” anything constitutes a crime in other than a mechanically legalistic sense baffles me. And I was able to carry on.
How many others weren’t?
I thought about that a lot. I still think about it, a lot. About the millions of people, not as fortunate as I was, who did go to prison. Who had their lives wrecked, their futures abrogated. To satiate the strange desires of men like the Orange Man. Who is the inheritor of a tradition that goes back to Nixon – and beyond. It is a tradition of arbitrariness and cruelty, couched in loathsome etymology.
Such as styling the imposition of government – by Lincoln – as “government of the people, by the people, for the people.” And styling those who merely offer a thing for sale as pushers when they merely deal. The ones so styling often being pushers, themselves.
Such as the Orange Man.
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