Barely a Footnote
Nov 30, 03 | 3:30 pm by Lynette WarrenMinutes before a 13-member SWAT team barged into the house, Lafortune had told the Portland Press Herald/Maine Sunday Telegram, “I’d like to go out and take a ride and get some air.”
The Biddeford police obligingly took Dorothy Lafortune for a ride to the District Court, where she was charged with criminal trespass for refusing to vacate her house and released on her own recognizance, barefooted, into the refreshing, wintry New England air.
A nearby elementary school had been closed for nearly a week pending Lafortune’s removal from the house she owned on Graham Street. It was a precaution taken by the authorities just in case bullets and tear gas started to fly and lest the small southern Maine community of Biddeford would become notorius alongside the names of Ruby Ridge or Waco.
But it was a peaceful, if prolonged, eviction. Pretty much went off without a hitch.
There had been some Usenet and Yahoo Group chatter about Lafortune for months. Alabama militia men had feigned a vaguely implied action on her behalf and the Sierra Times ran sketchy coverage of the story during the run-up to the inevitable eviction on Nov 20th.
I, most likely, would have never taken notice of it, but for my drowsy perusal of the Portland Press one morning at work. I felt, of course, that Lafortune owed no taxes and that her property was hers to keep. The city stole Dorothy Lafortune’s house from under her and deeded it to another indivdual. Even so, I wouldn’t muster much excitement about it because I knew what was about to ensue.
It’s my pleasure to be spending the last months of this year in Southern Maine working near a town called Wiscasset among a people I’ve found to be the most affable, decent, and independent sort on this earth. It is from this vantage point that I observed that the whole Lafortune thing was barely more than a yawnfest.
WGAN, the talk radio staple here, featured callers and talk show hosts who differed insignificantly when it came to Dorothy Lafortune. They argued a little about whether she was merely a wingnut troublemaker or if she was a respectable citizen, but nearly every last one of them were of a mind that Lafortune got what she had coming. Most agreed that taxes are too high, but “ya gotta pay them.” One caller declared that people shouldn’t be taxed at all, but, “She didn’t pay her taxes so she’s getting what she deserves.”
It was, as my co-editor often says, a pink nightmare - an otherwise sensible and libertarian people gathering to decry taxation, yet saying not a thing in favor of a woman who walked the walk regarding it. In fact, I detected a small amount of satisfaction in their voices in knowing that the proper authorities would sort it out and life would go on, only temporarily obstructed, by yet another tedious city hall fighter.
It was disturbing, but not crushingly so. As I mentioned, I had already known what the outcome would be, including how Dorothy Lafortune’s fellow “prisoners” would react when faced with the prisoner’s dilemma. They would leave her to sway in the breeze because, for them, there is no comfort, and certainly no inspiration, in the spectacle of a fellow prisoner rushing the fence.
They, at best, turn away or point their fingers and shake their institutionalized heads and comment, “Look at that dumbass hanging from the barbed wire. Should have known what would happen. Got just what she deserved. Anybody up for a game of checkers?”
The case of Dorothy Lafortune proves, yet again, why it’s useless to appeal to the masses for freedom. They will only act in their own perceived best interest and, for the most part, their perception is clouded mightily by their institutionalization. I can only reiterate what I’ve said for sometime now. You can’t rely on others to help secure your freedom. To jump on a grenade thinking others will follow to make a better world is a losing strategy. You’ve got to work it out on your own. Do it now.