David Davis
Look guys.
I sit here, all clever and intelligent, and keyed up to do really really important libertarian stuff, like, er, liberating people. The problem is,
(1) Nobody likes us, anywhere, ever, for we are seen as nerdy wierdos who like freedom, guns and drugs,
(2) We have no guns, not even machine-longbows on large trailers which would be good (can we have some please?) or even a rubber-band catapult to rub between us,
(3) The Booby-See won’t air us. It will only put up Sean Gabb, who is their favourite “extreme right wing” Patsie, at whom it is permissible to throw stuff at the wireless. And only on the radio (if it put him on the telly, we might win and they can’t allow that. He is quite good-looking.)
We can blog at each other, like we do every day, till we are blue in the face like the hair-rinses of Old Tory Widows. It is very nice. It is a substitute for action to recover liberty. This is why libertarian blogs are closing down at the rate of…oh…about 1 every 2,000 days. (We work in long timescales, lefties! Beware! We will KNOW YOU in 200,000 years, even if you are dead, and we shall charge your descendents for Gordon Brown’s debts. With interest, compound.)
Obo the clown went down a few days ago. It’s sad, he was funny, he used naughty words which perennially-upset the GramscoStaliNazis every day, and he wished Harriet Harman to be raped and murdered (later), but he will be replaced by someone else in the Fyrd, who will occupy his space in the Shieldwall.
But I can’t help thinking that this sort of thing is not really the answer.
