Don't blasphemy.Speaker to Animals wrote: ↑Sat Sep 22, 2018 8:03 amYou won't answer it because you God damned well know that for all of five thousand years of human civilization it never happened. Weird how something so obvious and easy never happened before.
Economics: Muh Roadz
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No answer should be expected. Check.
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Nobody lives in a definitionless world. It’s rude to make everyone you know carry a checklist around because you’re so fucking unique. After reading your thoughts for several years, the closest fit is Anarhco-capitalist. You could say, “yeah, but...”
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I just assumed that is what he is. I didn't know he denies it.
Wants no state? Check.
Everything done with capitalism? Check.
Anarcho-capitalist seems reasonable.
Wants no state? Check.
Everything done with capitalism? Check.
Anarcho-capitalist seems reasonable.
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Last I checked Fife, the Volunqueers aren't a football team that is supported by Jeff Peso's or Lloyd ParkingFein. If you want to support a public (theft via taxation) university, then you need to double check your stance on roads. The Volunteers have never won a national championship that mattered, and I say this as an impartial observer. The Vols are supported by alumni whose sole source of income is derived from bringing beer cans to the reclamation center and from ripping copper wire out of dilapidated houses. I get that roads are a curiosity in your neck of the woods, but overall they are a good thing. How else would you get your clean water? Its not like any of your wells are free of sulphur contamination. The water truck that comes to your area once a week comes via road. You lost this one partner. Its not the end of the world. Just pretend this thread is an SEC game, and you should be able to get over it quick. After all, Tennessee fans are quite used to losing in a Gator-centric forum. I would own Amazon if I had a penny for every time the Vols were humilated in Neyland or Ben Hill Griffin.
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Speaking of taking the wire out of the walls of a house:
The ex-boyfriend of a renter of ours (my brother & me), who wasn’t even on the lease, and stayed in the house after the legal renter left, stole the light fixtures and wire out of the walls, and drank out of the water heater. He would not leave, and the sheriff deputies could not forcibly evict him. (Remember, he wasn’t even on the lease.) Eventually it took a gun, and the willingness to use it, to get him out.
The ex-boyfriend of a renter of ours (my brother & me), who wasn’t even on the lease, and stayed in the house after the legal renter left, stole the light fixtures and wire out of the walls, and drank out of the water heater. He would not leave, and the sheriff deputies could not forcibly evict him. (Remember, he wasn’t even on the lease.) Eventually it took a gun, and the willingness to use it, to get him out.
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Body bag?Martin Hash wrote: ↑Sun Sep 23, 2018 8:08 pmSpeaking of taking the wire out of the walls of a house:
The ex-boyfriend of a renter of ours (my brother & me), who wasn’t even on the lease, and stayed in the house after the legal renter left, stole the light fixtures and wire out of the walls, and drank out of the water heater. He would not leave, and the sheriff deputies could not forcibly evict him. (Remember, he wasn’t even on the lease.) Eventually it took a gun, and the willingness to use it, to get him out.
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My brother, Marshall, called me.
"I looked in the window at C Street today and that guy is tearing the wires out of the walls. He's got to go now."
I'd already chased out the real tenant using the Merc and loud yelling but her boyfriend wasn't there at the time, and it didn't seem like a costume would intimidate the guy anyway; he wasn't a wuss.
I called my friend, Ron.
"Ron, dude, I got some work for you."
"When?"
"Now."
"Where you at?"
I told him.
"I'll be there in a bit. Do I need to bring anything?"
"Yeah."
"Hold on. Wait for me."
Ron showed up in his truck about 15 minutes later.
I told him the story. He looked over at the house.
"The guy inside?" he asked.
"I think so. I'll go talk to him."
"No," Ron cautioned. "Let me try first."
Ron reached into his truck and took out a rifle. He walked over to the house. Knocked. Said something through the door, turned the knob and walked in. He left the door open. He was in there for about 10 minutes.
"Martin," he called through the open door.
I was in my long coat with the cowboy hat and boots. I walked in, saw the light fixtures gone, and the walls tore up. Ron was standing near the guy; he had the tip of the rifle down but pointed in the guy's direction.
I didn't say anything. I walked into the bathroom; the toilet was full of shit, and the water heater was tilted up, presumably so the guy could get something to drink because the water was turned off to the house. I walked back into the room with Ron and the guy.
"You're going to need to leave," I said.
"I been telling him that," Ron said.
"I got no place to go but sleep in my car," the guy whined.
"Then sleep in your car," I replied.
"You can't make me go," the guy said, beligerently.
I didn't say anything. We stood staring at each other for about a minute. I took a step toward the guy. He moved towards the open door. I took another step, he got to the door but he didn't step through it. He turned, I'm guessing he was going to say something, but Ron raised the tip of the rifle a little bit. The guy looked at it, and he looked at me, then his face fell and he went out to his car. I walked over and shut the door. Through the window, Ron and I watched the guy bang on the steering wheel of his old beater before turning the starter, over and over. I was thinking it wasn't going to start, but eventually it did, and the guy peeled off. He yelled something out the window. I don't know what but I can guess.
"I looked in the window at C Street today and that guy is tearing the wires out of the walls. He's got to go now."
I'd already chased out the real tenant using the Merc and loud yelling but her boyfriend wasn't there at the time, and it didn't seem like a costume would intimidate the guy anyway; he wasn't a wuss.
I called my friend, Ron.
"Ron, dude, I got some work for you."
"When?"
"Now."
"Where you at?"
I told him.
"I'll be there in a bit. Do I need to bring anything?"
"Yeah."
"Hold on. Wait for me."
Ron showed up in his truck about 15 minutes later.
I told him the story. He looked over at the house.
"The guy inside?" he asked.
"I think so. I'll go talk to him."
"No," Ron cautioned. "Let me try first."
Ron reached into his truck and took out a rifle. He walked over to the house. Knocked. Said something through the door, turned the knob and walked in. He left the door open. He was in there for about 10 minutes.
"Martin," he called through the open door.
I was in my long coat with the cowboy hat and boots. I walked in, saw the light fixtures gone, and the walls tore up. Ron was standing near the guy; he had the tip of the rifle down but pointed in the guy's direction.
I didn't say anything. I walked into the bathroom; the toilet was full of shit, and the water heater was tilted up, presumably so the guy could get something to drink because the water was turned off to the house. I walked back into the room with Ron and the guy.
"You're going to need to leave," I said.
"I been telling him that," Ron said.
"I got no place to go but sleep in my car," the guy whined.
"Then sleep in your car," I replied.
"You can't make me go," the guy said, beligerently.
I didn't say anything. We stood staring at each other for about a minute. I took a step toward the guy. He moved towards the open door. I took another step, he got to the door but he didn't step through it. He turned, I'm guessing he was going to say something, but Ron raised the tip of the rifle a little bit. The guy looked at it, and he looked at me, then his face fell and he went out to his car. I walked over and shut the door. Through the window, Ron and I watched the guy bang on the steering wheel of his old beater before turning the starter, over and over. I was thinking it wasn't going to start, but eventually it did, and the guy peeled off. He yelled something out the window. I don't know what but I can guess.
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I'm not "so fucking" unique. I'm just unique. Same as you.Martin Hash wrote: ↑Sat Sep 22, 2018 4:24 pmNobody lives in a definitionless world. It’s rude to make everyone you know carry a checklist around because you’re so fucking unique. After reading your thoughts for several years, the closest fit is Anarhco-capitalist. You could say, “yeah, but...”
Speaking of anarchists and statists, and the burden of proof of the "show me an example of" hooey, I saw a fitting tweet with a Bob Higgs image this morning.
The whole "muh roads" thing is about one giving one's brain a bit of workout on thinking about what is possible and what is impossible. We clearly know how a state owned and managed transportation system works; may one rustle one's brain enough to consider if there are other options?
Economics, you know, trade-offs?
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I guess if one has benefited from The State like I have: rich, traveled, family, educated, career, all that, then The State seems like a pretty good thing, but I can see where others would prefer anarchy since how could it be worse? Same for the Socialists.
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