Surprisingly, when a tie rod breaks, it can literally explode out the side of the engine. This happened to my family once, during a blizzard in a foot of snow with an 18 wheeler barreling straight at us through the snow. Flames burst out of the side of the engine when I started it, and managed to flap the pedal and get it to run long enough to get us off the road and onto the driveway. That 360 in the Golden Eagle Jeep from the late 70's was a beast!
Tie rods aside, you bought your car, and then you gave it to the state when you registered it. Now the state owns your car, but gives you equity - the benefit of use of it - in exchange. If you borrow my car, don't I have the right to tell you how to treat it? That's the position we're in when we register - give our vehicles to the king - our cars. We're borrowing the king's car, so we have to use it in the manner the king demands.
Have a watch at Shield Yourself Against Inland Piracy and you will realize how this was begun after William the Conqueror took England by force. It was because of this crap that the Magna Carta was drawn up - but that really was about the nobility, not the serfs. Note: we're the serfs. We're basically wards of the state, by law incompetent and dependent on our Warder, the state, who therefore must make decisions for us poor, helpless infantile dependents.
IMHO, we'd be better off wards of a king than we are as wards of an administrative state, because at least a king is born, hungers, bleeds, and feels (at least potentially) some sympathy and affection for his fellow humanity. Institutions do not have any feelings, weren't born, never hunger, sicken, or bleed. They are inhuman and inhumane inherently, comparable to psychopaths that do not consider other people as anything other than objects they can manipulate for their benefit or amusement.
However, I don't need to be warded. I am not infantile and incompetent to care for me. I don't need to give my property to the king and then borrow it back to maintain it in good order and keep the benefit of the use of it. I was simply hoodwinked by larcenous agents of the administrative state in indoctrination camps until I was old enough to escape, and thereafter have gradually gained hints and glimpses of these truths until the above video by BurnTheCorporateFiction set me straight.
Because this has been done by deception, it is theft by fraud, and not just of my car, not only of real property, but of my very person, my sovereignty and agency, at least on paper. I am not comfortable with that paper enslavement, and like you, I am angry about it.
I think it's time to set the record straight, restore my stolen sovereignty, and gain relief from the fraud that has been perpetrated on me and our people by venal, larcenous, duplicitous parasites. Because this has been, and is being done, by fraud, I have the right to act in a variety of ways besides frontal assault and confrontation with the Brobdingnagian power of the state, and I will take my sovereignty and power to myself and tend to my business as I see fit, and have no obligation to the ruthless deceivers that have designed to hoodwink and trick me into slavery, whatsoever.
I don't think you have any obligation to those bastards either. I reckon you and I, our neighbors that feel similarly, and etc., can work together to resolve our issues as well, and until we feel capable and the time is right to confront the might of tyrants, and do no wrong to anyone when we so act. I think that's what to do.
what an awesome response! That is a post right there if you ask me. Wonderful analogies in there.
I recall talking to my father as a child and he planted the seeds of disdain for the government oversight. He was talking about how you can get a "farm use" tag for a vehicle and then there are zero rules about using it. In the small community where he was brought up people would register all sorts of vehicles as "farm use" including sports cars and because the community shared his disdain for government, nobody really cared. There was also farm use diesel that was dyed and as long as the people never left the community the police would never get them in trouble for having purple exhaust (the color indicating that you are using tax-free fuel) coming out of your vehicle.
Not all communities can come together like that though and this was a long time ago and has likely changed with the digital age.
While your tie-rod story is definitely a scary one, even in a situation like that one which is quite extreme should be up to me if I am going to put myself in a situation where something like that could happen. If my actions cause harm to other people or their property then I am liable. We can't attempt to prevent everything before it happens. Life isn't Minority Report although I think we are headed that direction.
No, and it's a reductio ad absurdum in progress presently being imposed. The world is, and should be, a dangerous place. The movie 'Wall-E' hinted at what happens when it's not. The bloated, infantilized passengers lived in a very safe environment, and were utterly incapable of anything meaningful.
Free and sovereign people are safe because they're too dangerous to attack. The arms borne by free men symbolize their freedom, but, more to the point, keep it. Pampered pets are safe because they're kept in padded cages, their claws blunted so they don't accidentally scratch themselves (or the furniture), neutered so they don't get into fights, etc.
The true, and worst, danger we face is our very safety being imposed on us for our own good by our masters, upon whom they intend us to become utterly dependent.
Bereft of challenges, of struggle against opposition, we become ever more feeble. With AI deftly solving all problems, removing all effort living requires, humanity will evolve into boneless jellies kept in vats. Theoretically, anyway. Long before that happens our psychopathic masters will crimp off our feeding tubes, declining to continue to sustain us at their expense.
I'll take dangerous freedom.
Thanks!
I hadn't made that connection in Wall-E. I like the reference. I've always said that one thing that makes Pixar movies great is that there are normally two stories there: One to be entertaining and silly for the kiddos and something kind of hidden in plain sight that is for the adults to enjoy.
once again though, absolutely fantastic and thought-provoking response!