March 25th, 2013 - Your right not to defend yourself

The coward's gamble, one more time, is this:

The hope that a slight concession of Liberty, Freedom, or Property will keep the individual from being punished, hurt, or otherwise shunned by society.

It is also composed of the word; "coward"  which is defined by websters.com as:

one who shows disgraceful fear or timidity 

So, for clarity, a person of disgraceful fear concedes freedom to a superior person out of worry that harm will come to them.  In grade school, this is exemplified by the relationship between bullies and their victims. I was in this particular social framework, being that I was tall, extremely thin, and awkward most of my life, I found myself the brunt of many a bully.  

At first, I played the cowards gamble, often relenting to the bully whatever he wished.  It wasn't until late in fifth grade that I was accosted by a bully on my way home from baseball practice that I had the intellectual situation that fixed me from having this particular weakness. This person, who had been picking on me for most of the year, found me walking along the sidewalk and in the classic bully fashion he stepped in front of me and demanded that I give him my money.  I don't remember if I actually had any money on me, but I was defiant or hesitant maybe to hand it over (this was more than 30 years ago, excuse my memory). My lack of immediate response required him to begin beating me, where I subsequently fell on the ground curled up to avoid any further strikes. There were no further hits though, as he ran off.  I looked up to find a policeman there. The officer, with zero kindness, escorted me to the back seat of his car and drove me home, where he set out telling my father that I'd been in a fight. I told them both that he attacked me and what his name was and where he lived. The officer called it in and a few minutes later the boy was standing there as well. This bully then proceeded to institute a series of so well designed lies that I was dizzied by their power and efficiency. He told the officers and my father that I had cheated him in marbles and that I in fact owed him money! In other words, the fight was my idea, because I failed to be an honest trust-worthy person. I stumbled and stuttered in sheer disbelief, which I guess is a sign of guilt to so-called adults and I was forced to go to my room, retrieve 85 cents from my meager collection of funds and pay this bully the money. It was exactly 85 cents, this I remember with exacting detail. I was humiliated. I was stunned. And as I fumed, truly, angry at the sheer idiocy of the whole event, I gained the courage to realize that this was my life and that no one, not the police, not my friends, sometimes not even my family, were going to be there to protect me and only a fool, an idiot, a complete coward, would rely on the actions of others to ensure their safety. I then purchased a slingshot and got very good with it. I needed something to equalize the battlefield, he, after all, was my Goliath, and I remembered that Samson defeated a giant with a slingshot in those old myths. I then cornered him one day and chased him through the woods with that slingshot, firing stone after stone at him, until he finally relented.  I remember screaming at him that there was more where that came from and that I would never let him beat me again. He didn't.

You see, people choose to be cowards and sit in idle lives waiting for the sheepdogs or the wolves, not ever realizing that there is no real distinction between the two. Most people, in my situation, would have believed that it was them that was at fault. They would have carried that weight of the situation into their adult lives, where they would then have been forced to seek counseling and would have never understood their anger at authority or their lack of family and would have been stuck in life under the weight of the social requirement of living, never seeing the self-existence of the true self. People choose to live in fear. It is a choice, just as picking out apples or oranges in the supermarket, as plain and simply a choice as any other. People choose to not stand up and defend themselves. That's a selfish choice, like all choices, bent not on expanding the truth of the self, but limiting the self to the moment, in this case to the fear and not making a decision about the protection of the mind and heart, only the body. It's a selfish choice to live in a moment of cowardice to hide against a situation you might not control.

Your responsibility as a person is first and foremost to the protection of the self. Those that choose to not protect the self automatically play the cowards gamble.

When a person has children, then the responsibility of protecting that child falls on the parent, fully vested in the parent in fact. No one else has the right to even insinuate authority over that child. When the system demands that the parent leave the child in their care (compulsory schooling for example), then the responsibility of protecting that child automatically falls into the hands of the people who have forced themselves into the position of protecting the child. In other words, if the government forces you to leave your child in its care, then legally they become responsible for the child's safety. Think on it this way.  If you leave your child with a babysitter whom then neglects the child's safety and the child harms themselves with a hot iron, do we blame the iron or the negligence of the babysitter? Further, the parent should carry some of the blame for not vetting the sitter out better and ensuring that safety was the prime responsibility of the sitter.  Whenever a friend asks me to babysit, I always put the child's safety above my own.

This is also true for the adult that goes to an event, location, area, where those in charge demand they leave their firearms and tools of self-protection someplace other than the event. Those responsible for the even must, if they wish to be ethically consistent, take responsibility for the protection of all those that enter the gate. If I take the claws from my kitten so he doesn't scratch up my furniture and then demand it live outside, I would be considered a monster. 

Therefore when they, institutions like governments, fail and do not get this confused, it is fully their failure, to protect your children, they must pay the cost and be held accountable under the tenets of Justice. This is why the very first thing they do is point the blame in another direction, like point their finger down at the gun. What's worse is that they don't even attempt to acknowledge the criminal, but the tool.  Blame the tool.  The sheer idiocy of the logic is pathetic. The schools are at fault far more than the guns. 

What's worse, is that when a person hands over their right to self-preservation, they effectively hand over all possible opinions and arguments against those that they hand themselves over to. As in my story, when I gave my truth to the authorities, they made the choice about who was telling the truth and made the judgment on their opinion of justice, all of it incorrect, false, and plainly a subversion of evil intent. One should never do this. Never hand over your authority. A free person is always free and should be the center of themselves and their children, this should also weigh heavily against all intrusions from outside. Families should be selfish! They should circle themselves against all attacks; both foreign and domestic.

So the choice is yours, defend yourself and your family in life or give up authority to make decisions to some nebulous, unintelligent, small entity called government. But be warned once the choice is made it is hard to gain back freedom, just ask sheep.