The Bundy Paradox

Starving the Monkeys

I have kept quiet about the evolving Bundy situation because, simply, everything that has been needed to be said about this evolution has already been well said by others. I choose to not comment about who should do or should have done what and when. 

Instead, I want to discuss the paradox faced by the federal government in this, the latest SWAT-style kabuki of their own creation, and what their alternatives are, now that it has grown out of control of the original simple-minded script: “Hey, fellas, let’s gear up and put that hayseed rancher in his place.” Oops.

Before getting to the meat of the Bundy Paradox, I do want to say one thing about everyone involved in the FreeFor side of that situation, and that is to speak of their courage. Understanding this courage is central to understanding the paradox faced by the government. 

Often, people think that the highest courage is required in combat. That misunderstanding of the nature of courage is absolute horseshit. While I haven’t had the bang-bang shoot-em-up kind of combat as many of my readers have, I have lived under the shadow of potentially-chemical Scuds and have been lit up by SAM sites whilst ordering the killing of people so some evil shits could get richer, so I kind of have the right idea. 

Combat courage boils down to this: you accept that you will/can/might die, and you put that aside and move forward. Should that day arrive, there is the possibility that you might at least die a hero, your family gets survivor benefits, and they get to put some flag on the wall in a nice box and think about you for a few minutes each year between chowing down on hotdogs. Or, if you get all messed up but don’t actually die, you get to soak in some sympathetic admiration for life, while getting some checks along the way. Happy, fuzzy, flag-waving thoughts to get you through your day (or years), or next mission. 

In other words, combat courage, when performed with a little stripey flag on your shoulder, is a relatively consequence-free kind of fantasy courage, where even if you lose, in a twisted kind of way, you still win. 

Contrast this to the kind of courage required to even show up at the Bundy ranch in support, knowing full well that one could die, or at the very least, be tracked down later for arrest, and with all the life-altering consequences such as forever being marked as a radical by our Human Resourced corporate society. Imagine trying to face your kids because you lost your job, and all future jobs, over an idea that most suburban slobs cannot even articulate. Or facing the prospect of your children being orphaned because you went to the aid of some guy you don’t even know, over that same idea. Now that, my friends, is courage. The real, nut-crunching kind of courage, which wouldn’t even be recognized by the soft and sallow suburbanite which is the current American electorate, including the combat veterans among them. 

It is one thing to face death knowing that at least a fake kind of honor awaits. It is entirely different knowing that your entire character will be later impugned by the elite press, a la Waco et al, who will also try their damnedest to shame your families into self-destruction. My black hat is off to each of you out there, including those horseback cowboys waving the flag, not realizing that this time around, you are the Indians. God bless each of you for what you are doing and have done for the rest of us. Including us ribbon-wearing combat veterans. 

What you are doing, no matter what the outcome, will not be in vain. 

So now, my having paid the most minimal honor which is due from each of us, back to our story. 

Paradox. 

As in “each option sucks” for the federal government, having now raised the ire of people to the point that the real kind of nut-crunching courage seems like the best course of action versus letting things drift along as before. Which is why I say paradox instead of dilemma, because the halfwits who plan this kind of crap never thought this particular outcome could happen by gearing up and intimidating people. Unpossible, as they say. Plus paradox sounds cooler. 

Long ago, I was invited to a Restore the Constitution rally in North Carolina as a contrary voice to the usual flag waving. At that rally, I presented the controversial idea that those who attend that kind of rally (or who come to the aid of a Bundy in distress), are the white hats, or the really good guys. The good guys who believe in the system and think that it can still be fixed if we all care enough and try real, real hard. 

Bless their hearts. Fedgov (and its malevolent, sociopathic international finance masters) should really pay attention to these people when they get upset. 

Because these white hats are the good guys. Even if they show up with their rifles. Especially if they show up with their rifles. 

Black hats, on the other hand, are like the good guys, only worse. They have given up on stripey flags, and fancy papers and pretty ribbons, or high ideals that cripple good and decent people against pure, historically proven evil. Black hats, having often been taught by bitter experience to darken their own previous white hats, now only care about pragmatism, and what will work, and what has been proven to work throughout history. And what opposing cultures in the petri dish of ideas have been proven, time and time again, to be destructive to civilization and all decent people. 

So black hats don’t often show up to that kind of thing and wave flags around and try real hard to be the good guys, although the white hats you see there are the brothers of those you don’t. No, the black hats know that all they have to do to increase their number toward the tipping point is to wait, and whisper here and there as the kabuki reveal unintended truths of the elites holding the scripts. If a black hat shows up at all, it is to watch, and listen, and learn. 

Often what the black hats learn is an understanding of how events unfold in the real world, unfettered by high ideals. And what we can all learn from this Bundy situation, is that this fedgov kabuki has taken a few slips to the side. We can see this slip because the built-in gambit of declaiming Bundy as a racist, truth notwithstanding, didn’t really turn out the way it was scripted. 

This is MAJOR progress, my friends, because only a couple of years ago, hell, even a few months ago, many of the most die-hard liberty geeks would have cut and run should their compatriots be accused of even knowing a racist. The easiest play in the book to discredit someone had been to say they were somehow involved in racist shenanigans. 

Today? Well, I am proud to say that our friends in all meaningful directions are maturing beyond that pupal stage. 

As I have said many times, one day we will all be accused as racists, or anti-semites, or domestic terrorists or whatever fashionably repulsive thing can be made to stick long enough to abandon the target to the wolves. 

We can also see the kabuki faltering by the growing movement among western states to ask why the BLM controls these states’ land in the first place. This question, now seriously posed, is a small, definitive step toward the mass inoculation of the idea of secession, an idea which also was only recently similarly tarnished. 

The confluence of these two ideas, resistance to charges of racism by individuals, and growing acceptance of the prerequisites to secession by the various states, frightens the hell out of the Eastern bankster elites (and their overseas masters), as these two taboo ideas had been the gargoyles perched atop the gate to their seat of power. 

This is not power these self-chosen elites will willingly cede. The elites in charge of our society today will kill and maim and defame anyone, even their own high-level defectors, whom they see as a threat to their collective power. They have grown out of control, and are showing less and less restraint toward those who oppose them, repeating their classic mistake throughout history. And with each turn of the screw, the veil of federal legitimacy thins, revealing the rotten innards within. 

And from this comes the fedgov paradox, as they choose from two previously impossible, and currently unsavory, outcomes: 

a. Defy their masters and treat the Bundys and their white hat supporters decently, address their grievances (including the unconstitutional land grab by the Lincoln administration which led to the BLM in the first place) in a rational way founded on long-standing legal principles, and thus invite more and more opposition to the policy of unrestrained federal power. 

or 

b. Obey their masters and brutally exterminate the Bundys and their white hat supporters to put the plebes back in their place, and thus teach all of us the true nature of federal power. Such an extermination will likely not net many black hats in the process (remember, they don’t typically go to such things in signficant numbers), but instead will recruit more white hats into the black hat camp with each such sociopathic theatrical outcome. And recruit more states to the idea of secession. 

In other words, this (and all future) kabuki must either prove the white hats right, or prove the black hats right. 

Or, stated differently, the kabuki artists must either cut the hand off federal power today, thus saving the rest of the corpus, or offer its head to be cut off tomorrow by the several states, after which decapitation the black hats will then pull the rotten entrails out by the roots. 

Once any such theater starts, there is no other choice. 

The black hats will be waiting while you decide, kabuki.

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