One Day We Will....Stop Abusing Fellow Man

UNIVERSAL "Declaration of Natural Rights"

"Vices are those acts by which a man harms himself or his property.
Crimes are those acts by which one man harms the person or property of another."
― Lysander Spooner

"The equal rights of man, and the happiness of every individual, are now acknowledged to be the only legitimate objects of government."
― Thomas Jefferson

“The only purpose for which power can be rightfully exercised over any member of a civilized community, against his will, is to prevent harm to others. His own good, either physical or moral, is not a sufficient warrant. He cannot rightfully be compelled to do or forbear because it will be better for him to do so, because it will make him happier, because, in the opinions of others, to do so would be wise, or even right. These are good reasons for remonstrating with him, or reasoning with him, or persuading him, or entreating him, but not for compelling him, or visiting him with any evil, in case he do otherwise.”
― John Stuart Mill, On Liberty

One day we will desist from forbidding our neighbor by force from choosing to partake of raw milk, alternative therapies, or any substance that we have decided he should not ingest into his own body. On that day we will move further from barbarism and one step closer to becoming a civilized society!

One day we will stop persecuting our neighbor for engaging in peaceful practices with fellow humans that offends our personal code of morality, whether we refer to it as a sin, a vice or any other name. On that day we will move further from barbarism and one step closer to becoming a civilized society!

One day we will no longer persecute fellow man for religious crimes, whether failing to wear a hijab, or failing to observe any particular edict - we will come to realize that salvation is a personal matter. On that day we will move further from barbarism and one step closer to becoming a civilized society!

One day we will no longer deprive our fellow man of his freedom (and in certain cases his very life) for providing or facilitating services in which others exercise their free choice to willingly participate. On that day we will move further from barbarism and one step closer to becoming a civilized society!

One day we will not confer special privileges on a select group of enforcers with uniforms & badges, to abuse & disrespect the lives of individuals who engage in nonviolent activities with other humans. On that day we will move further from barbarism and one step closer to becoming a civilized society!

One day our laws will no longer sanction the taking of innocent human life in the womb, elevating a childbearer's rights over the basic right to life - we will see it as a human rights (not religious) issue. On that day we will move further from barbarism and one step closer to becoming a civilized society!

One day our rulers will no longer get a free pass to start wars of choice that kill and maim our young, but whose purpose is really to expand global dominance whilst also justifying greater power at home. On that day we will move further from barbarism and one step closer to becoming a civilized society!

One day humanity will not turn aside from condemning the self-serving actions of an apartheid State, ethnically cleansing a people from their ancestral lands, while building settlements on what remains. On that day we will move further from barbarism and one step closer to becoming a civilized society!

One day we will appreciate that the true purpose of government is not to impose their views about a greater good by force or coercion - rather to ensure that the rights of every individual are protected. On that day we will move further from barbarism and one step closer to becoming a civilized society!

One day we will encourage fellow humans who have misgivings about taking personal responsibility, - to go and live on a commune with like-minded people, instead of forcing us to drink their Kool-Aid. On that day we will move further from barbarism and one step closer to becoming a civilized society!

One day we will honor the inalienable right of every human to life, liberty, & the pursuit of happiness as only he/she sees fit, irregardless how their individual choices may affect our personal sensibilities. On that day we will no longer be barbarians - we will have grown up and become a civilized society!

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ONCE WHEN WE WERE FREE

ONCE WHEN WE WERE FREE
By Jon Rappoport
October 15, 2012
www.nomorefakenews.com

We’re so much more sensible now. We don’t live our lives as much as we arrange them and organize them. B follows A. D follows C. We take our medicine and our shots because the doctor says so.

We’re careful, because accidents happen.

We don’t say what’s on our minds a lot of the time, because other people might pass that on, and who knows? We might get into trouble.

But once upon a time, when we were young, we were free. We didn’t take any shots and when we got sick we recovered. We were stronger than kids are now. We didn’t ask for much protection and we weren’t given much, and we survived.

There was no talk about the needs of the group. When we went to school, we weren’t told about ways we could help others. That was something we learned at home. We weren’t taught about The Planet. Instead, we learned to mind our own business, and it wasn’t considered a crime.

When we played games, adults weren’t hovering or coaching every move we made. We found places to play on our own, and we figured it all out. There were winners and losers. There were no plastic trophies. We played one game, then another. We lost, we won. We competed. Losing wasn’t a tragedy.

There were no childhood “conditions” like ADHD or Bipolar, and we certainly didn’t take any brain drugs. The idea of a kid going to a psychiatrist would have been absurd.

People were who they were. They had lives. They had personalities. They had eccentricities, and we lived with that.

There was far less whispering and gossip. There were fewer cliques. Kids didn’t display their possessions like signs of their identity. A kid who did was ignored, even shunned.

Kids never acted like little adults. They didn’t dress like adults. They didn’t want to be fake adults.

Our parents didn’t consult us about what we wanted. We weren’t part of the decision-making process. They didn’t need us for that.

We weren’t “extra-special.” We weren’t delicate.

No one asked us about our feelings. If they had, we would have been confused. Feelings? What’s that? We were alive. We knew it. We didn’t need anything else.

We could spot liars a mile away. We could spot phonies from across town. We knew who the really crazy adults were, and we stayed away from them.

We didn’t need gadgets and machines to be happy. We only needed a place to play. If you wanted a spot to be alone, you found one, and you read a book.

There was no compulsion to “share.”

School wasn’t some kind of social laboratory or baby-sitting service. We were there to learn, and if we worked hard, we did. Teachers knew how to teach. The textbooks were adequate. Whether the books were new or old didn’t matter.

Kids weren’t taught how to be little victims.

Sex was a private issue. You were taught about that at home or not at all. You certainly didn’t learn about it in school. That would have been ridiculous.

Some of us remember being young, and now, we still have that North Star. We still don’t take our shots and medicines. We still don’t take every word a doctor says as coming from God. We still know losing isn’t a crime or an occasion for tragic theater.

We still know how to be alone. We still think gossip and cliques are for morons. We still feel free. We still want to live, and we do.

We still resent intrusion on our freedom, and we speak up and draw the line. We still like winning and competing. We still like achieving on our own.

We can spot self-styled messiahs at a hundred yards.

As kids, we lived in our imaginations, and we haven’t forgotten how. It’s part of who and what we are.

We aren’t bored every twelve seconds. We can find things to do.

We don’t need reassurances every day. We don’t need people hovering over us. We don’t need to whine and complain to get attention. We don’t need endless amounts of “support.”

We don’t need politicians who lie to us constantly, who pretend we’re stupid. We don’t need ideology shoved own our throats. Our ideology is freedom. We know what it is and what it feels like, and we know no one gives it to us. It’s ours to begin with. We can throw it away, but then that’s on us.

If two candidates are running for office, and we don’t like either one, we don’t vote. We don’t need to think about that very hard. It’s obvious. Two idiots, two criminals? Forget it. Walk away.

We don’t fawn, we don’t get in other people’s way. We don’t think “children are the future.” Every generation is a new generation. It always has been. We don’t need to inject some special doctrine to pump up children. We remember what being a child is. That’s enough.

When we were kids, there was no exaggerated sense of loyalty. We were independent. Now, we see what can be accomplished in the name of obligation, group-cohesion, and loyalty: crimes; imperial wars; destruction of natural rights.

It didn’t take a village to raise a kid when we were young, and it doesn’t take one now. That’s all propaganda. It panders to people who are afraid to be what they are, who are afraid to stand up for themselves.

We don’t feel it’s our duty to cure every ill in the world. But it goes a lot further than that. We can see what that kind of indoctrination creates. It creates the perception of endless numbers of helpless victims. And once that’s firmly entrenched, then magically, the endless parade of victims appears, ready-made. When some needs have been met, others are born. The lowest form of hustlers sell those needs from here to the sky and beyond. They make no distinction between people who really can use help and those who are just on the make.

We didn’t grow up that way. We don’t fall for the con now.

When we were kids, the number of friends we had didn’t matter. We didn’t keep score. Nobody kept track of the count. That would have been recognized in a second as a form of insanity.

As kids, we didn’t admire people simply because other people admired them. That was an unknown standard.

We were alive. That was enough. We were free. That was enough.

It still is.

When we were young, we had incredible dreams. We imagined the dreams and imagined accomplishing them. Some of us still do. Some of us still work in that direction. We haven’t given up the ghost just because the world is mad.

The world needs to learn what we know. We don’t need to learn what the world has been brainwashed into believing.

Jon Rappoport