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Kennedy and Lopez, two of No Treason’s faithful Johns, debate and discuss the options open in the face of oncoming inevitable doom one post down.

But there is only one plan:

Katya and I also would have liked to reminisce, but, since we had nothing yet to remininsce about, we would counterfeit the remoteness of time and push back into it our immediate happiness. We transformed everything we saw into monuments to our still nonexistant past by trying to look at a garden path, at the moon, at the weeping willows, with the same eyes with which now - when fully conscious of irrepairable losses - we might have looked at that old waterlogged raft on the pond, at that moon above the black cow shed. I even suppose that, thanks to a vague inspiration, we were preparing ourselves in advance for certain things, training ourselves to remember, imagining a distant past and practising nostalgia, so that subsequently, when that past really existed for us, we would know how to cope with it, and not perish under its burden. - from “The Admiralty Spire”, by Vladimir Nabokov

Should you burn your “papers” in protest? Sunni Maravillosa calls this “A great activism idea, with a fine American tradition behind it too!”

I say it’s a terrible idea for an individual. If things are going to get as bad as many libertarians think, then the individual’s first order of business ought to be making sure they have a viable exit strategy. There may come a day when you’ll want the best papers money can buy.

Imagine the ending of Casablanca if Rick had burned the letters of transit in protest.

Burn my license? Forget it. My papers are in order.

For some unaccountable reason, lying Stalinist toad Ken MacLeod is considered in certain quarters to be sympathetic to libertarianism. Cattlearchy even links to him, right next to Dear Karen DeCoster. Between those two, (practically a potential Non-Aggression Pact all to themselves, kind of) the Hu-man Ro-bots and floating bar haid economists at Cattlearchy wouldn’t have much of a chance, but as Billy Beck might have observed if he’d thought of it first, everybody gets to slide to hell down their own glass pipe.

Why MacLeod is tolerated by people he’d surely ship off to his own shiny futuristical neo-Kolyma, given half a chance, is hard to understand. Libertarian fanboy weakness for sci-fi guys? A desire to show open-mindedness? The fact that MacLeod slyly throws in a friendly reference to lamesters like Reason and Arthur Silber once in a while? Libertarians so often fail to see that there’s no way to spot the queen, that the pea is nowhere near the cups and that envelope they’re holding is full of blank paper strips, not hundred dollar bills. Hopeless desperation for allies is part of it - so is the perverse folly of the Andreas Nin Project and the Popular Front.(”Reject Republicans and conservatives for lack of committment to freedom, and embrace Communists instead.” Yeah, that’s a plan.)

Anyway, Red Ken warns all us fascist Yanks about the consequences of some (rather dubiously sourced) new Abu Ghraib atrocities. He intones: (supposedly “shaking with anger” and all.)

You know how this stuff ends? It ends with your cities in rubble, your capital occupied, and your leaders hanged.

Gosh Ken, is that like a physical law, like the law of gravity or something? Because I notice that blood-stained old murderer Vyacheslav Molotov lived to a ripe old age, unmolested, even unimprisoned. No one so much as even started on making a noose for him. And Stalin, who you so admire - he died in bed of old age.

Mr. MacLeod, the “intelligent Marxist” (as so many deluded fools on libertarian sites call him) states quite unequivocally:

But I’ve never concealed my view, and stated it often but evidently not often enough, that in the Russian Civil War and in the Second World War, I am glad the side that won did win. I am willing to stand by everything that was necessary for these victories. In the Russian Civil War, given the choice between the Reds and the Whites, I take the Red side. And given the situation that the Soviet Union faced from the end of the twenties, I side with the basic choice of industrialization and collectivization. Furthermore, given that treason and capitulation had their partisans, as they did and must have done, I agree that they had to be crushed.

(Let’s see - on a purely pragmatic basis, perhaps Comrade Ken could explain how the execution of Tukhachevski and Stalin’s wholesale massacre of the Red Army’s trained officer corps aided the struggle against fascism. But that’s a side issue.)

“I agree they had to be crushed.”No, suddenly good old intelligent reasonable Ken isn’t so hot for justice, is he? Plenty of old Commies still around, guilty of countless murders and atrocities on a scale that make Abu Ghraib look like child’s play, but, well, that’s different. No noose for them is good news as far as Ken MacLeod is concerned.

MacLeod’s position, born of unconcealed hatred, is somewhat self-destructive - the logical hangmen in his scenario are the Islamofascists, and sometime before they executed justice on Washington D.C. they’d have eliminated that nest of infidels, Great Britain. This is all quite impossible, anyway. Has Comrade MacLeod never studied the grim clockwork inevitability of the Three Conjectures?

We will not hang seperately; we will not hang alone, we will not hang at all, it seems. We will instead await that blossoming of the most beautiful of flowers, and searing heat and light will send us - and our enemies - into blessed oblivion, where at least we will no longer be bothered by the lies and impotent hatred of one Comrade Ken MacLeod.

“I have said that even in an anarcho-capitalist Galaxy, there could be statues of Stalin under other suns.” - Ken MacLeod

Not if the sun rises at midnight.

Mark Ames - a jumped-up fratboy type with delusions of progressive grandeur - used to be an American in Moscow who snidely denigrated Russian attempts to transition from communism to freedom, and who used to support demented fringe “alternatives” like the “National Bolsheviks.”

Now he wants to bring the Soviet values of envy and collectivism to the United States, but he’s disappointed in how stubbornly…honest Americans still are.

However, benefiting isn’t the point with Middle America—it’s cheering on the rich from the cheap seats that gives them their greatest joy.

Gee, Ames - maybe decent people arn’t consumed by envy and hatred like you are. Could that be the problem?

Starting this summer, travelers from sea to shining sea will be able to share in the fun of the virtual strip search that, before now, had only been enjoyed by prisoners in the wide, open spaces of the Big Sky State Prison system and suspected drug mules at Miami International Airport. So, as your government fends off muslim street chimp indignation with an aggressive and thorough investigation into the scandalous breach of Saddam Hussein’s privacy, Security Tsar Michael Chertoff will be overseeing the testing of x-ray backscatter technology which he expects to deploy in the full forefrontal vanguard of airport passenger screening across the homeland by the end of the year.

Homeland Security Secretary Michael Chertoff told a Senate subcommittee last month that he wants to employ the technology and doesn’t want an “endless debate” over privacy issues.

The Rapiscan type system has been around for the past 5 years, most notably at Miami International on suspected drug couriers and to search prisoners at Montana State Prison. The TSA won’t disclose where they’re currently being tested or where they will first be put into official use, but pretty soon there won’t be any need to fuss over what you’ll be wearing to the airport because, to the TSA, it’ll all look like clear vinyl rain slickers, anyway.

Lookin’ smart, America.

Referring to this obnoxious statement.
Economists are bar haids.

What, may you ask, is a bar haid? Years ago, my friend S. found a collection of Appalachian folklore and superstition. In it, a young woman claimed that she had been molested by a floating, disembodied “bar haid”. When asked what it felt like, she replied “It were cold.”

Economists are bar haids. (A special bar haid nose rub goes out to the fine folk at Cattlearchy.)

“I’m keeping it so real, the Platonic solids are referring to ME!” - C. H.

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“Perhaps the greatest truth about human nature that you do not find in the typical economics textbook is that people are sheep.” - Bryan Caplan

Doesn’t the Second Amendment Protection Act need a Second Amendment Protection Act Protection Act to protect it? Y’know, just in case?

Above: Mister Buckles defends freedom.