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Obleftivist Yawon Bwook says Donald Twump is "THE villain of our time." Which of the following best accords with your view?
Yes he is
He's not a villain but a hero
Putin might be a bigger villain
The mullahs might be bigger villains
ISIS might be bigger villains
Ugly Wimmin might be bigger villains
Black Lives Matter might be bigger villains
Snowflake moronnials might be bigger villains
College professors might be bigger villains
Fake News outlets might be bigger villains
Pomowankers might be bigger villains
Obleftivists might be bigger villains
None of the above—specify
Total votes: 10
People of Lyttelton, Raise Your Finger!
Submitted by Mark Hubbard on Sat, 2011-12-10 00:52
During a long road trip Friday (December 9, 2011), I listened to a radio interview that came direct from the pages of George Orwell’s nightmare novel, 1984. The interview was between a resident of Lyttelton, a sane, reasonable, caring woman, I could tell that on just five minutes of listening to her, debating, well, being put in her place, by the Christchurch City Council’s Peter Mitchell, General Manager of Regulation and Democracy - (refer page two of link): Mitchell’s very title should have warned free men of skullduggery, for lovers of literature and the study of history know it’s unlikely you’ll find doublespeak like that title in an actual democracy, or a society in which an individual's freedom is foremost - and unfortunately, those two are not the same.
Being a former resident of Diamond Harbour, a four minute ferry ride away, I have spent a lot of time in the lovely, eccentric town of Lyttelton. That town has been laid low by the earthquakes, but as destructive as those earthquakes were, they’re now being laid low by the city’s Orwellian bureaucracy. After much of the main street has been destroyed, the only supermarket, and three or four of the local taverns are ready to open their doors for trade, so that the people of Lyttelton no longer will have to travel to Christchurch for food and sustenance, and can keep the solace and companionship of their own community. But with all the damage, the rebuild has now required all these premises are consented under the city’s myriad of complex rules and regulations. So said the cold, steely voice of Mr Mitchell, without an apology, or a hint of democracy, that no, none of these buildings comply with regulations. He cited the multi-storey Ballantyne's fire of 1947 (seriously, he did) for why the single storey Lyttelton supermarket with its two existing fire exits, did not meet the city’s fire regulations and would not be allowed to trade, despite it had been trading for years and years before the earthquakes; and the taverns - and I’m sure I heard correctly - did not have toilet facilities for possible disabled staff, so no way could consents be granted to let this town live again.
The residents of Lyttelton wisely want to assume the risk of their lives, of living, but that will cut no consent with the Department of Regulation and (now, don’t laugh) Democracy: according to The Masters, no, no, no, no, you naughty little children, nice Mr Mitchell’s job is to take that responsibility from you. Democracy is just a matter for Council staff to exercise on behalf of ratepayers, not for ratepayers.
And the same applies to those 500 or so Port Hill residents, many in Lyttelton, threatened with the forced removal from their homes, who want to assume the risk of living under possible rock falls. It is up to each individual to decide the risk in their life, not a bureaucrat. Freedom is what the human heart and mind aspires to, always. As well as everything that freedom involves, it also involves the freedom to die stupidly, remembering that one person’s stupid risk, may well be another’s leap to new invention, or simple thrill that makes their life worth the living. Given I don’t plan to live under a possible rock fall myself, it’s a price for freedom I’m willing to pay, for better that, than we all lose our freedom to the Nanny State. On this, there can be no compromise.
Think about it. Think about it hard.
Isn’t it time to say, enough!
Enough of this stifling, terrifying, Gulag of Good Intentions we’ve had foisted on us.
Residents of Lyttelton, understand what is happening to you, and happening because of what has been taken from you, from every individual, by the vote of the majority: your freedom to live as you wish, your freedom to buy your food and supplies, to entertain yourselves, where you wish. This democracy is now an autocracy and a tyranny of the majority, this General Manager of Regulation and Democracy, a Dictator of Regulation only, is the face of it. He’s the Big Brother George Orwell warned us all about, he’s just come in a guise that none of you were expecting – not secret police packing the instruments of torture, but a bureaucrat with a rule book bigger than your town (though not any one of you individually).
Rise up. Raise your middle fingers in the glorious sea-green salt laden air of your harbour town, lift those fingers up to the Dictatorship that exists on the other side of the tunnel, and in Wellington - take your lives back: open and be damned, shop where you damn well wish, drink where you damn well please. And ask yourselves, why are you paying rates to be bossed around like naughty children who can’t be trusted with the most important right an individual has: dominion over his or her life.
And once you’ve thought on that, think of the Libertarian ethic to which free men and women subscribe: that all individuals have rights and responsibilities, and it is the job of the state (small s ) only to protect those rights, not to assume those responsibilities.
Signed Mark Hubbard, wannabe free man, but slave of the Nanny State.
Addendum: um, pay your central government taxes, nevertheless, otherwise They will squash you like the bugs they view you all as, for in New Zealand, we are forced to live behind the IRon Drape of Nanny State, kept in line by her Big Brother. Until the revolution ...
To the residents of Lyttelton, many of whom are reading this thread, as it is linked to a number of sites now (I like this one), just in case you're curious to know what the 'solution' to our tyranny of the majority is, it's classical liberalism, or, in more detail, it's a libertarian minarchy, what you might call a constitutionally limited state; a state that is your servant only, where under the rule of law the non-initiation of force and fraud principle is upheld, where, most importantly, your individual rights and freedoms are above the vote, protected by a constitution, such as a Constitution for New Freeland . The only party in New Zealand that holds these principles is Libertarianz.
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