Locking Down Liberty in Boston
“When a dozen paramilitary cops with fully automatic battle rifles backed by a guy on a humvee turret and snipers come to my house, the words ‘voluntary’ and ‘cooperation’ have no place. I would be a fool to resist. They have guns to my head and the heads of anyone with me. It’s now too late to resist. I don’t blame anyone for cooperating. I blame them for cheering their oppressors.” – George Donnelly, self analysis essay
Beware the Ides of April. April 15th will forever live in infamy as the day that terrorists attacked the finish line of the Boston Marathon on Patriot Day in the year 2013. I have no doubt that Bostonians will hold vigils each year as the sad anniversary approaches. We may see folks sporting “Never Forget” hats and shirts. Likely the law enforcement on the scene will continue to be lauded as heroes in their efforts to bring the culprits to justice and certainly… people will continue to be afraid.
If I sound a bit insincere, please don’t misunderstand. My heart is broken for those who were hurt and killed during the attack on the marathon. I simply cannot imagine how those affected must have felt at the time, and I certainly cannot fathom how they’re coping in the aftermath of such tragedy. With that said, it is not only the lost lives and the injured innocents that were attacked in April 2013. Another victim was caught in the cross-hairs of terror…. freedom.
I am a conspiracy minded person. I approach all major media stories with a heaping portion of skepticism. I see every political speech as suspect and I view all government actions in the wake of crisis as opportunism in action. But the bombings in Boston did not instantly seem like a “false flag” to me.
My conspiracy theorist friends wasted no time dissecting every ounce of footage and parsing each tantalizing tidbit of information that came along in the aftermath of the attack, and some pretty bizarre theories began to take social media by storm before the smoke had even cleared. My goal was to stand back, absorb the information, and not jump to rash conclusions. It serves no one when we hitch our wagon to any old horse, especially since many of those horses are on a one way trip to crazy town. Yes, some conspiracies are true… and some are nutso. I wrote a quick http://chikwawa.atmalawi.com/ on April 16th debunking some of the more obviously incorrect theories that had burst onto the scene, but I’ve remained relatively quiet since that time.
Yes, there are many unanswered questions about what happened in Boston on April 15th. William Toler of the Indie Register recently wrote about some of the biggest questions that still linger. (See his post here:More Infowhat is a male cougar called in the dating world) But what disturbed me even more was what happened in the following days. I will never forget the day I sat in my living room, watching a police state form before my eyes. Not in some minor or imperceptible way that only the most astute anti-government activist would be able to pick up upon, but in a very obvious and overt manner that had me on pins and needles.
Watching this take place didn’t make me afraid. It made me angry. I felt pity for those poor people who were forced to stay in their homes. Those innocent families made to feel like criminals as para-military looking law enforcement folks rolled up on their front lawns, demanded entry into their homes, and kept an entire city on lockdown as they searched for a single teenage boy. I was appalled as I watched freedom loving American citizens being told to “shelter in place” as though they were living in a war zone.
But no, I was not afraid. Not yet. However, as night fell and the evening’s events culminated in a massive convergence of heavily armed law enforcement on a single young boy hiding in a boat… something happened. After the bad guy was captured and taken into custody, law enforcement started to stream out of the area and the innocent folks who’d been quarantined into their homes began to stream outside. In a display I can only describe as terrifyingly surreal, these innocent folks began to line the streets and CHEER for those who had kept them on lock down until that moment. Not only did they cheer, but they cried and screamed and waved conveniently placed American flags. Media cameras caught the frightening display as more and more people came rushing to the streets to applaud the parade of armed police and military personnel as they rolled down the streets.
My red hot anger had turned to ice cold fear. I was made afraid by this display. I certainly could not blame these folks for complying with law enforcement as they canvassed the city. Who could blame them? These folks were armed to the teeth! But to see them cheering for those who’d been basically holding them hostage in the “cradle of Liberty” was more than I could bear. This place is home to the Boston Tea Party. This area once witnessed Paul Revere as he rode through the streets. Now, the streets were filled with armored trucks and nondescript government vehicles; camouflaged military men and riot gear wearing cops…. for what? For all of their big show of force, it wasn’t until a regular citizen spotted a trail of blood that the bad guy was finally located.
Sadly, we have been conditioned to believe that the job of the government is to keep us safe, but in reality the job of the government is to protect our liberties. Once the government decides that its role is to keep us safe, whether economically or physically, they can only do so by taking away our liberties. That is what happened in Boston. – TX Congressman Ron Paul
As the cameras continued to sweep the adoring crowd of police state fans, I couldn’t help but think about those Nazi propaganda films displaying the adoring populace cheering for the goose stepping thugs parading past them. Is it human nature to adore those who give us a sense of security, no matter the cost? Perhaps.
As if this wasn’t bad enough, we now find that politicians and citizens alike are calling for more public surveillance, to prevent something like this from happening again. This logic is completely flawed. Big Brother cannot save us from bad people who are bent on doing bad things. Go into any department store and you will find endless security cameras. I myself used to work in retail and can tell you that all of those cameras do NOT deter those who are set on shoplifting, just as more government surveillance will NOT deter those who are set on doing us harm.
What we do NOT need is to sacrifice our liberty in order to feel more safe. It is an age old axiom that we mustn’t forget. The government can arm itself to the teeth and it does not make us safer. The government can put a camera on every street corner and the only ones who suffer are citizens.
So, why did I feel afraid? No, it wasn’t because I’m scared of terrorists and bad guys. They will always be a part of being human. They will always be there. What frightens me is when American citizens not only accept their own oppression, they welcome it. In fact, they cheer it on.
And just in case you weren’t 100% with the program, President Obama has officially proclaimed that May 1st will henceforth be known as “Loyalty Day.”