[I had a nightmare the other day, and in trying to describe it to someone, this short story came to be. It’s not prophesy, and it’s not history… yet. MamaLiberty]
Someone was banging on the door upstairs, hard. Mostly deaf, Molly usually had to trust the dog to bark to know someone was at the back door facing the driveway, but this time there was no question about it. And it didn’t sound good at all.
Taking the time to put the little dog in his crate, just so he would remain safe, she grabbed the 20 gauge shotgun from beside the bed and started upstairs. The steel core door was making an awful racket with their pounding, so she didn’t bother asking who they were or what they wanted.
She had a pretty good idea already.
Picking up the phone, she wasn’t surprised to find the line dead. They would cut that first. The only hope would be if her neighbor saw the commotion, but he was probably sound asleep in bed himself, as she had been.
Now she had to decide what to do about this. If she fired at the men about to break in, she would have little chance of survival. Was there some further purpose to her life after 66 years? Would allowing these goons to arrest her produce anything good? How could she know… and how long did she have to consider it?
The banging had started on the front door, meaning they’d cut the lock on the gate. She was glad she hadn’t tried putting the wee dog out there. He would surely have been killed.
Both doors crashed in at the same time, and black clad strangers made fools of themselves trying to rush in all at once, screaming obscenities and with guns drawn. She was just waiting for one of them to start shooting, hoping they wouldn’t hit her or each other.
Molly had stashed the shotgun in the office and was calmly sitting on the couch in her coat and warm, tall slippers. She had no desire to be dragged through the snow in her nightgown, but she’d not had any opportunity to change. She hopped they’d leave her coat on anyway.
The screaming continued as the goons untangled themselves from the crush at the door, but the ones in front of the crowd seemed to look puzzled behind their masks… well, Molly thought their eyes showed the beginning of it anyway – and they stopped yelling.
In a few seconds, they were all standing around pointing their rifles at her, some making nasty or snide remarks to a companion, but they were strangely still otherwise. Molly sat quietly, relaxed as much as she could manage with guns pointed at her, and waited for what came next.
The cold was coming in fast through the open doors, and Molly wished she’d thought to turn off the heater. Her electric bill next time was going to be a monster…
Then another man entered, dressed very differently from the goons and obviously their superior. His uniform was black, but he had no mask or armor, and only a simple sidearm on his belt. Molly was surprised a big brass hat like that would carry a lowly 9mm, but figured that might be all he could qualify with… as if that made any difference, of course. It was obviously only symbolic anyway.
He waved the goons aside and most of them dropped their gun muzzles to the floor as he advanced and stood with his arms crossed as if he were confronting some recalcitrant underling. “What is your name?” he demanded in a gruff and very bluff voice.
Molly could tell that he was very much impressed with himself, and was used to everyone being terrified of his pronouncements. She smiled at him and said, “I suspect that’s a rhetorical question. What do you want besides answers you already have?” The funny thing was, she thought, that she really could not have told him anything he didn’t already know – at least anything he was interested in hearing.
“Let’s go,” he said, pointing at two of the goons, and then at Molly.
She didn’t resist, and she didn’t waste any time or breath asking about being detained, what the charges were, or anything else. They were all just rhetorical questions these days. The goons, and especially their bosses, did just exactly what they wanted to do and there was zero recourse… at least officially.
They were rough, and the handcuffs hurt abominably, but at least the big SUV was warm inside, and they had let her keep her coat after going through it carefully, even cutting the seams on the collar and the cuffs. She wondered how long it would take until they cut up her slippers and only hopped there would be no body cavity search. But she figured she’d bought into all of it when she decided not to shoot, so she just gritted her teeth and said nothing.
The ride to the local police department only took a few moments, though she did wish they’d slow down on the icy roads. The young man at the wheel seemed completely flummoxed about how to drive on the ice. Molly figured he must have come from somewhere down south… way down south.
Molly had visited the building the city police shared with the sheriff’s department a good number of times in the past. As a certified firearms instructor, she had done the CCW classes for the county sheriff for years, and had become friends with him, as she had his predecessor. The current sheriff had vowed that he was an “Oathkeeper” and would most certainly maintain the constitutional rights of the people who were in his jurisdiction. She wondered how that was going to work out now.
Going through the back door of the city police area was a new and disagreeable experience for her. The smell alone told her that it hadn’t been cleaned good back there for some time. Not that anyone actually expects a jail to smell nice, of course, but clean should be possible. They had to carry her from the SUV because the rough treatment and handcuffs had made it almost impossible for her to stand alone, but they were certainly not nice about it, stuffing her into a cracked plastic chair in what appeared to be an interrogation room. No windows, no clock, no features except the scarred table and rickety chairs. The chair she was in was too far from the table for her to lean on it, so she did her best to sit quietly where she was in spite of the pain in her arms and back. At least the handcuffs had been removed.
Mr. big shot boss swaggered into the room and stood before her, legs spread and arms crossed against his chest as before. “What is your name?” he demanded again, eyes hot and mouth grim.
“I have nothing to say to you or anyone else here,” Molly said quietly. Then, closing her mouth, she vowed not to speak again until they let her go… or she died, whichever came first.
She had no idea after that how long the “interrogation” lasted. She did ask to use the bathroom, and then eventually had to let her urine go into the chair through her clothing when she couldn’t hold it any longer. She was only slightly amused to see that some of the young men were at least a little embarrassed then, and glad that the smell seemed to keep “big shot” a few feet farther back than before. Thirsty, hungry and very tired, she gritted her teeth again at the pain in her arms and, increasingly in her back and rear end… while the men alternately threatened and cajoled her with their foolish questions.
She had no idea how long all this had gone on, and the slow tears had seeped out for so long that her eyes were red and irritated. She couldn’t blow her nose properly with no tissues, and that was a torment almost as bad as the pain. Her back ached miserably and she knew that she would eventually fall to the floor when she could no longer maintain her balance on the old chair.
The door opened then, and she saw the sheriff look in. His face was a study of horror and something like fear, but she had to ask him. “Are you still an oathkeeper?”
He looked around, almost in a panic, and backed out quickly, banging the door shut.
That seemed to answer the question, but she was puzzled at the distress in his eyes. “What’s up with that?” she thought.
Ignoring everything said and done to her got harder and harder, but sheer exhaustion finally won and she fell out of the chair onto the hard floor, rolling to her her side and falling asleep almost immediately.
A new and very annoying sound woke her, and Molly was too disoriented to understand where she was when she first opened her eyes. The sound struck a chord of old memory, and she realized it was the siren of an ambulance. Looking around, she saw that she was actually riding in one, strapped to a gurney and covered with a wonderfully warm blanket. She didn’t like the look of the IV stuck in her arm, but the face of the EMT that drifted into range just then was reassuring. He was someone she knew…
“Don’t try to talk, Molly,” he said, patting her shoulder. “You are going to be ok. Bill and some of the guys got your doors fixed and Jerry took the dog home. He’s going to be spoiled rotten after a day or two with his kids. Lulu is staying at your house to clean up and keep the heat going so things don’t freeze. You don’t need to worry about anything. Oh, and the sheriff got your guns and computer back too. He’ll bring them – says he needs to talk to you.”
“But, but… how did I get here and were are all the goons?” she sputtered.
“You’ll know all about it soon enough, I suspect. Fifteen western states finally seceded from the union yesterday after all these months of talking about it, and the ‘goons’ here are now all under arrest. No telling what that will mean in the long run, of course.
We do live in “interesting times,” Molly said, and drifted off to sleep again.
Libertarian Commentary on the News #13-2A: Congress and other criminals
Congress in action – Frustration
More Than 30,000 Sign WH Petition Calling for Cut in Congressional Salaries
(CNSNews.com)
Nathan: I am sure that most of those signing it realize that it makes not one bit of difference, that Congress AND the White House will come up with some bogus reason it can’t be done – or just ignore it the way they did the secession petitions. But it is an indication of the anger and frustration, as is this e-mail I received from several people:
Subject: SOAP BOX
Salary of retired US Presidents ………….$180,000 FOR LIFE
Salary of House/Senate …………………..$174,000 FOR LIFE This is stupid
Salary of Speaker of the House ………….$223,500 FOR LIFE This is really stupid
Salary of Majority/Minority Leaders ……. $193,400 FOR LIFE Ditto last line
Average Salary of a teacher ………….. $40,065
Average Salary of Soldier DEPLOYED IN AFGHANISTAN ……. $38,000
I think we found where the cuts should be made! If you agree ….. pass it on, I just did.
Nathan: These numbers (per About.com) are actually NOT “For Life” as the e-mail claims, but are their annual salaries. (FYI, the serving president (occupant of 1600 PA) gets $400,000 a year). It still is stupid, and since more and more (examples: Byrd, Kennedy, Inouye) DO die in office, it is pretty much for life as long as people are STUPID enough to keep them in office. Now, I for one don’t see any reason to have ANYone deployed in Afghanistan any more, at $38K a year or not, and the salary of teachers should be the decision of the teacher and the students (or the parents of the students), but to say that we should be paying G.H.W.Bush (an independently wealthy man) this for all of four years in the White House, or his son (also independently wealthy) this for eight years in DC, or Bill Clinton (rich on the profits of corruption and more) this for 8 years in DC is just encouraging the worst of government. Of course, I’ve grown more and more radical over the years about what Senators and Representatives should NOT be paid. Seems to me that as far as retirement goes, a straight 401k plan is the ONLY logical way of doing it. And NO match from “government” for whatever their contributions are. However, this illustrates that people are getting fed up.
Mama’s Note: Indeed… but the amount paid for the rope that hangs you is hardly the most important issue. The fact that you are forced to pay for that rope is only a little more relevant. Unfortunately, the discussion often diverts gullible people into forgetting that they get HUNG in either case! Compared to all government spending, and ALL of it actively destroying both the culture of liberty and the economy, the amounts paid to the head thieves is probably really low on the list of things to worry about.
War on some drugs
Study: Fewer AZ teens smoking marijuana since medical legalization
(The Raw Story) “Fewer Arizona teens are trying marijuana since the state legalized the drug for medical uses, a study published recently by the Arizona Criminal Justice Commission revealed. In all, the study (PDF) found that 28.7 percent of students surveyed by the commission admitted to using marijuana at least once. The figure represents a minor drop from 29.9 percent in 2010. Medical marijuana legalization took effect in Arizona in 2011. The study goes on to note that about one in nine students who admitted to using the drug said they obtained it from a medical marijuana patient or caregiver who received the drug legally.” (01/03/13)
Nathan: What? Is it no longer cool because of all the old fogies in the 40s and 50s taking it for their chemo-induced nausea? Now 1/2 % isn’t much of a drop, but it IS a drop. And remember that one of the strongest arguments used most frequently by the prohibitionists is that MMJ would ENCOURAGE and CAUSE an increase in juvenile consumption!
Congress in action – Theft by government
Pelosi, Van Hollen, Durbin: Americans Still Not Taxed Enough
(CNSNews.com)
Nathan: Yes, until they have it all – and pay out an allowance – then it will NOT be enough. This is the more and more the common attitude: government LETS us keep some of the money we earn. Profit is evil, and people are too stupid to spend their money wisely.
Congress in action – Self defense
Democratic Senator: WH Gun-Control Plans ‘Way in Extreme’
(CNSNews.com) Democrat Senator Heidi Heitkamp (D-ND) appeared on ABC’s This Week With George Stephanopoulos and said that while she believes everything should be on the table in talks about gun control, what she hears coming from the Obama White House is nothing less than “extreme.” See also.
Nathan: Unfortunately, this is a Democratic senator from North Dakota, which means much the same as a Republican ex-Senator from Nebraska: who knows where they fall on what issue? She thinks he is extreme, and he will try to “cut spending” by forcing North and South Dakota to merge, thus eliminating two senators and probably a congressman. Smell that really raunchy stench? That’s DC.
First Citizen’s minion-to-be – Congress in action
Hagel Nomination May Have Some Democrats Opposing Obama
(CNSNews.com)
Nathan: Apparently this Republican ex-Senator from Nebraska, despite being a combat (Nam era) vet is more in favor of Hamas than Israel (and has made it clear that he was NOT the “Senator from Israel” and is not beholden to the “Jewish Lobby.”) So both some Dems and some GOP types oppose him. Of course, other people who are equally fixated on the problem in Canaan and nearby areas are willing to overlook ANY of his faults because he appears to be Anti-Israeli or Anti-Jewish. I figure that, like Bush, anyone nominated to ANYTHING by the present incumbent of 1600 PA is automatically demonstrated to be incompetent for the job and a danger to liberty, freedom, good public hygiene and your little sister’s virginity. At least there is no chance of Barney Frank being appointed to replace his unfinished term in the Senate, as with John Kerry.
Theft by government – Welfare queens
Federal Food Stamp Program Spent Record $80.4B in FY 2012
(CNSNews.com)
Nathan: Supposedly there are about 50 million people on SNAP, so 80,400,000,000/ 50,000,000 means that each one of those starving, poor, disadvantaged people is getting supposedly $1,608 a year in free food from Uncle Sugar. Except, of course, they are NOT – because there are a LOT of bureaucrats in charge of passing out those food stamps and doing all the paperwork that are getting $50K a year in salaries plus a bunch more in expenses (rent, utilities, government pens, computers and big flat-monitor screens and all the rest): they are the true welfare queens. So the average food stamp recipient gets about $135. Not even 1/10 of the cost of the program. Guess who gets the money?
Crash of 2009 – Congress in action
Pelosi: Unemployment at 7.8% Shows ‘Good Pace, Going in the Right Direction’(CNSNews.com)
Nathan: But it DIDN’T CHANGE! Even with all the manipulation the White House is doing, the “official” number didn’t change! This isn’t the right direction – even IF the numbers were the truth, this is stagnation.
No self-defense
Police: Four women found dead in Tulsa, Okla., apartment
(NBC News)
San Francisco woman set on fire by her boyfriend, police say
(NBC News)
Mama’s Note: No indication any of them had the ability or made an effort to defend themselves.
Nathan: Today, in our “feminist age” women (or is that womyn?) are supposed to be fully empowered and self-actualized and do everything for themselves – except, of course, protect themselves from violence and understand and deal with dependence on scumbags. Those things are wrong for ALL people, especially for women, or so our Tranzi would-be masters teach. YES, we need to deal with violence, and the best way to deal with violence is to be prepared to deal with it – not pass laws that disarm victims and not promote mindsets that let victims BE victims.
Mama’s Note: Amen! Through what I write, and the self defense classes I teach, I’m doing my best to help people, women especially, understand that they are responsible for themselves, and to empower them to do something real about it.