Libertarians have long warned that interventionism in foreign affairs inexorably leads to interventionism in domestic policy.

The hallmark of worldwide liberal-blessed Neocon-beloved empire-building is the quaint little idea of preemptive war.

They came, one by one, emerging from unseen offices and workspaces, making their way quietly along the back streets and alleyways of the American enclave known variously as Oz or Wonderland or Washington, DC.

They were the gray, boring, unimposing men and women who inhabit the capital city of the most powerful empire on earth, barely noticed and effectively forgotten. They were known only by their titles: PenPusher, PaperShuffler, Agencycrat, and LowLevel CivilServant.

But they were also the friction-reducing life-prolonging anti-wear multi-viscosity grease that makes the millstone of government grind. They were, in short, the most powerful people on the planet.

Newspaper article:

Los Angeles - A California judge ruled that parents without teaching credentials cannot legally home-school their children, and then asserted, "Parents do not have a constitutional right to home-school their children."

 

According to news reports, immigration advocates are advising illegals that their best bet against deportation is to clam up and say nothing when the cops come calling.

This hacks off critics who claim the do-gooders are aiding lawbreakers.

Some people spend hours ensconced on their couches enmeshed in the melodramatic meanderings of sordid soap-opera offerings. Others hover above their keyboards surfing sources for unsavory political punditry and picayune policy pronouncements.

But is there really much difference between soap operas and politicking? Consider:

 

In the ever-evolving war against airline passengers, the Transportation Security Administration (TSA) continues to develop new weapons of mass dysfunction.

Travelers have long been harassed with X-ray machines, metal-detecting wands, and inscrutable verbal vetting such as "Did someone put something in your luggage when you weren't looking?"

Then in 2006 the TSA began quietly testing two new anti-personnel weapons.

Abraham Lincoln As one might expect in today's virulently aggressive politically correct culture, a movement is afoot to rewrite history, including, according to the Christian Science Monitor, "amending the plaques, statues, and memorials of historical figures to reflect their racist sentiments."

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It is to understand that you might be of somewhat apprehension because you do not know of me but I ensure I have a lucrative business proposal of mutually interest to share with you.

My name is Hillaracko Bamajohn McClainton. I am the most leading of Candidates for to becoming the Presidency of the United States of the Americas. My Spouse was former President of the U.S. of the America and I am also the Neocon Hero of War and the Great Charisma Leader of The Change.

"Giving money and power to government is like giving whiskey and car keys to teenage boys."

- P.J. O'Rourke.

 

Thoughtful people love that quote. Here's why.

Seventeen-year-old Amon Schute is social drek. He's sneering, jeering, and hateful. He proves it with ostentatious displays of filthy jeans, long, matted hair, body piercings, and tattoos.
 
He's exactly the kind of kid you'd expect to spend his entire adult life in lockup.
 
Sixteen-year-old Coy Minyon is a social cipher. He's weak, meek, and fearful. He proves it with a timorous mask of ultra-conservative clothing, neatly groomed hair, unobtrusive appearance, and a permanent muted existence that makes him invisible to the world.
 
He's exactly the kind of kid you'd expect to spend his entire adult life in total obscurity.
 
Amon and Coy are best friends.
 
Together they plan to gun down a bunch of people in a public place and then off themselves in a blaze of everlasting glory.

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