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Editor,

Liberty and security: are there any remaining doubters to the simple truth that we, as a collective people, have been electing “leaders,” not representatives, for decades now and have pretty much gambled away our personal liberties for a sense of security that can only be defined as a “shell game”? Does anyone remember Steve Martin in “The Jerk” when he worked as a barker in a circus and his job was to guess people’s weight? The “people” paid him some money ($1, I think); he would guess and if he was wrong, they got to choose a prize from a tiny little section of a shelf of prizes that had items that weren’t worth 2 cents? He thought he was a failure because he could never guess their correct weight and he always had to let them pick a prize with the “customer” walking away believing he was a dolt and they had outsmarted him, until the owner of the circus explained the “shell game” to him: he got a dollar and they got a 2-cent prize — liberty for a smoke screen of security. Need I say more? Thanks to a speech by Alan Keyes, I can now mull over the concept of “fuehrer” here in America. I never knew that the singular form for a government official is “representative” while the plural is “leaders” — amazing. Like “goose” and “geese” or “mouse” and “mice” or “citizen” and “rubes.”

Reviewing (through my dark glasses - or maybe through the bottom of a rum bottle) our willingness and endless justifications for passing laws to protect us from predators, we have virtually painted ourselves into a corner and have no further room to back up. Waiting for the paint to dry is not an option. We have given power to our “gubbermint,” one word at a time, and they have now accumulated and collated those words (power) into a book as extensive as “War and Peace” and are slamming our knuckles with it like a rabid nun from the old school; and we continue to accept and justify it. Is that called masochism? Please, beat me some more; it feels great. Just reviewing concepts.

Michael Gale
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