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Spencer Silenced. 

Spencer Silenced. 

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Tonight, as the rain falls, I am crying. It was not a good day in Gainesville. My reasons for weeping, however, may not line up with the anguish which I’m sure you are seeing in your newsfeed. 
I’m not upset that hate exists. I’m not surprised that people hold the beliefs they do. It doesn’t bother me what they think. It’s when they put those beliefs into actions that I begin to take note, and spring up as either for or against. Riding the wagon or viciously self-defending my own point of view.
Those who know me know that I am bound to defend liberty at all costs, be it friends, family members, employment, entertainment venues, tailgating spots that may call to be sacrificed. I’m not sure what instilled in me this passion, this zeal for my fellow man to be free. I don’t even know why I have it. Some say I’m destined for greatness. Some say I just like to piss people off. 
I’m sure all of you know who spoke at the University of Florida campus today. I’m sure many of you are long sick of dealing with it. Well, get sick after you read this post. Humor me this once. 
Today, I realized the majority of Americans are fighting against the very thing they claim to stand for. This I had somehow known for a while now, yet today it hit home. Literally.
Governor Scott declared a State of Emergency for the area — which was heralded by most of my friends. This just boggles my mind so much that I will not remain on this for very long, but I must put forth the question of what constitutes imminent danger, and danger to what and from whom? Ideas? Lifestyle? One person? SPEECH? Call out the National Guard because in the 21st century we are now incapable of debating without violence? Well there’s the potential. Well there’s always the potential! That’s what used to make us great, was the way we conducted ourselves in times of crisis, and under threat of danger, devil may care from whom. Arm up. Don’t back down. Be sure you’re right, then go full speed ahead. Gone by the wayside now. We can’t even sneeze without calling the government to come wipe our nose.
UF President Kent Fuchs, at first denied the venue. This was hoorayed. A clear violation, with precedent, he knew it, and it opened the school up to a lawsuit which would have left taxpayers liable to settle the damages. As we know, he was ultimately compelled to oblige. After dissing the first amendment, and blaming the Constitution, he went kicking and screaming into a corner — where proceeded to rob taxpayers of $600,000.00 so he could fit his narrative. 
Alachua County Sheriff’s Office, Gainesville Police Department, and UFPD came together, days before today, to issue a restricted area policy — pretty much what a free speech area is. Or is not. What it is, is marking off a specific area where you are free to exercise your rights. What it is not, is everything outside that tape and beyond that should be yours, too. It has been bought with a price, and we snivel it away like cowards. 
In this restricted area (encompassing all of campus and the surrounding public area), you basically have no Bill of Rights. Don’t say anything that goes against the grain, or you’ll be peppersprayed while the police watch and do nothing. Don’t you dare carry a gun, a knife, a pencil, a PLASTIC KNIFE, pretty much anything that could be used to defend yourself. It’s a long list. Oh, and agents of the Crown, err… officers, can subject you to a non-consensual search at any point. Don’t say no, because you’ll be taken to jail for resisting arrest. 
All this was heralded, as well. The rules are clearly posted, why wouldn’t you obey? The law is the law, dipshit. To hell with the Constitution, play stupid games, win stupid prizes. Of course we support the 2nd Amendment but we also back the blue. And you must, too. Sigh. 
Mr. Spencer was to address his audience for two hours, beginning at 2:30pm. The arena did not convene. A mob yelled out insanity for about 90 minutes. These students, enrolled at one of the premier top-tier institutes for higher learning, chose not to combat the speaker’s views with intelligent conversation. Chose not to win against ideas with better ideas. Chose not, to act like adults and be mindful of the graveness of the situation. No, instead they behaved like animals. Animals would have probably been more orderly. These were brainwashed puppets. Tought to say exactly what they were supposed to say, and missed a golden opportunity to show the world that we can do it better than Berkeley. 
My peers are praising the madness. Disruption and chaos are being labeled noble endeavors. Battery against someone who doesn’t think the same way as you is now lauded and congratulated. Discrimination is now cheered — and by the very people who champion anti-discrimination laws. 
Americans no longer want freedom. They want the norm. They don’t want to be free. They want to be taken care of. The status quo is king, along with Hollywood, late-night television, and the fashion industry. They don’t want to buck the system. They are the system. And if you go against the system, you become an enemy to the very people you are standing up for. 
I’m almost out of space on my phone and I’m getting tired. I’ve been working through back pain and sickness this week, and it’s not slowing down. I have an affiliate to participate in, a Lodge to satisfy, a committee to support, multiple campaigns to assist with, and next year — my own campaign to run. I am, and will be, forever busy. And now, for really the first time, I am wondering if it’s all worth it.
I will always defend liberty. I just don’t know if there is anything left to defend.
-Chris Rose 

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Posted by on October 19, 2017 in News

 

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Population Control…You First.

Of the many things for which I am eternally grateful is the opportunity to reinforce my beliefs with the brick and mortar of my opponents arrogance and stupidity. Seriously. I am grateful for that or I will resent it. Resentment allows those nimrods to live rent free in my head. So I find gratitude and get productive. I alluded in an earlier post to a kid with whom I work. Yesterday, at a collaborative curriculum workshop, it was suggested that in a number of years the Earth will be overpopulated and that some form of population control is required. I cringe. I always cringe. I told this young man that I cringe at that. He thought what was more pressing is that a “person is required to have a licence to operate a vehicle, but not to procreate…”

English Translation: 60000 RM this is what this person suffering from hereditary defects costs the Community of Germans during his lifetime Fellow Citizen, that is your money, too

English Translation:
60000 RM
this is what this person suffering from hereditary defects costs the Community of Germans during his lifetime
Fellow Citizen, that is your money, too

I am tempted to leave that there and let you all respond. But there’s more! I retorted with an equally ludicrous remark. “I can’t drive a person into another person, or run a person over with another person.”: I mean, lets talk apples to apples. He clarified. I wished he hadn’t. One bad seed can ruin dozens of other lives…or something. I started to tighten up. Then I realized that what I was hearing sounded like resentment. When other people hurt me, or hurt themselves, I don’t like it and I can’t control it like I wished I could, so i resent them for even being born.

The actual application of the things he is describing are horrendous. What would the application look like? Would we have to wait in line to get our numbers called, then plea to the bureau for a licence? Or do we have to take government training courses first? What could possibly be the peaceful outcome?

It’s ironic that these same people promote an idea that says we can be free to do what we want with our bodies, as long as what we want to do with our bodies is kill our baby. Okay, so maybe it’s not ironic at all, it sounds consistent doesn’t it.

Maybe it’s just about providing free prophylactics? We all know that it’s unfair that the poor can’t afford to but rubbers and pills. This supposes that children and families are roadblocks to financial success. How dehumanizing. Wait, that’s consistent as well! The entire package, seen in it’s entirety is scary as hell, I imagine this is what the political dissidents will feel like in a controlled population, if their parents were allowed to procreate without swearing allegiance first. I know, that’s ludicrous.

Let’s say a political dissedent, or retard, or homosexual, or some other “bad seed” gets ill. Will they be treated under a population control policy? 

 
 

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Rep. Ryan Winkler is a Liberal Bigot

Lets not forget it was liberal America who came up with the pube on the Coke can horse shit. Now the guy who earned a BA in history from Harvard claims he accidentally used a classic racial slur. That’s another insult. This time on the intelligence of the rest of us. That is typically what liberaism is. It is considerably consistant with policies of the soft bigotry of low expectations. See here for more on that here, or if you prefer, a moron on that here. Crash his twitter accounts.

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A few remarks on the WANEE weekend

So I have to speak on this. The Libertarianesse and I will not be attending Wanee this year. Not such a tragedy, as it is no one’s fault. I don’t know what it is I guess that’s why I’m speaking on it. We didn’t just decide that we weren’t going to go. No one’s trying to justify something that I haven’t done wrong. We decided that we just couldn’t justify this year when we are six months pregnant and under staffed. The work of the Conservative Hippyists take up a lot of time and require a lot of resources. Either way I’m driving into work right now. I should be waking up and finishing packing the car. We typically like to get to Wanee early Thursday afternoon to set up. In the past three years we chose a similar location. It’s a bit of a walk but the area provides a lot of tree shade and is far off enough to be quiet…er in the middle of the night.

I’m trying hard to be angry. I’m really in the mood to be resentful that we’re not going. But it won’t stick. Sure, there’s a little bit of valid sorrow. But for some reason, no matter how hard I try I just can’t get into the frame of mind that I’m used to.I’m okay with it.  I am recognizing the rain. It is supposed to rain all weekend in Live Oak, FL. That doesn’t make for the best festival weather. But I don’t care to be spiteful, really. I’m not wishing anyone ill. I really liked the Wanees when it didn’t rain, that’s all I’m saying.

Here’s what I will miss:

The blind camaraderie– Wanee goers all know that they are on the same team. Sure a few posers abound, but nobody id there to pick a fight. In three consecutive years, I saw one guy get arrested. I think we spoke to a security guard once and he said that 30,000 Wanee folk usually produce less than 100 arrests. A few weeks later is Country Music Jam, and of the 9000, people there are hundreds of arrests. The blind camaraderie is evident in the walks to and from the festival grounds. We pick up conversations along the way. Talking about how incredible bands are, were, are going to be tonight. The blind camaraderie shows up in the peddler’s tents.

The Libertarianesse and I at Wanee '10

The Libertarianesse and I at Wanee ’10

There is no hard sell. People excuse themselves in the tight quarters. Everyone is into what you’ve bought. The bling camaraderie is an attraction all its own.

 

thanks for letting me talk on this.

 
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Posted by on April 11, 2013 in Uncategorized, Wanee

 

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The Genetic Jackpot Theory: and other Horseshit

The Genetic Jackpot Theory: and other Horseshit

I was having an ill advised political discussion at work. I was having it with a coworker whom I respect. When I say I respect him, I mean as a human and as a fellow educator, his politics are inconsistent and hip-pop at best. He’s a great rapper by the way. No really. He’s a great writer and rapper. We are blessed to work in a school where these arguments can be made. Blessed may be strong. We add value and it’s recognized. Point is we had this conversation in front of students and the world didn’t end.

While I was explaining that mans natural state is freedom and liberty, he was justifying the theory that mankind needs to be managed to save it from itself. He asked how my “theory of liberty” would help the less fortunate. I explained that we are able to help them now without the mandates, and that wouldn’t change. True charity is not mandated. Conservative Hippyism teaches that one is generous because it is always the right thing to do. Being made to be so is false, it is a lie. Typically it is forced when something is expected in return or it is an enablement to keep someone in their position of dependence the opposite of independence. Simple really. See my previous post: Choking on Charity.

He asked me how I can justify not making others be charitable through taxation and entitlement when I hit the ….here it goes…GENETIC JACKPOT. I must admit, I have a fine head of hair for my age, and most of it is still my original color. I have to fight to put on weight. My beard grows evenly, even in a drought. I keep myself svelte enough. I don’t think he meant those genetic attributes. He was referring to my ethic race and gender. Seriously, he can’t believe that historically the luck of the Irish is based on fact. They got some of the worst luck I’ve ever heard of. Everybody’s ruled their island except for them. A few centuries ago everybody left with their suitcase. Last 50 years they’ve all been leaving with their briefcase. That’s for another post. At least they don’t have snakes. I know he meant that I’m a white male.

Among the crazy statements I’ve heard, that one really takes the cake. Mostly because it’s disguised as an accusation, when really it’s one of the most racist things. It used to be called reverse racism. Which doesn’t exist. You’re either racist or you’re not you can’t do it backwards. The first thing a statement like that does is, it tells me that anything I have or I’ve earned was only given to me because I’m a white man. It assumes that otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to earn it. It says that I’m a cheater and by no effort of my own, I’ve been given all that I have. It also assumes that the rest of the world is just as crooked as he is. That the rest of the world would respond in turn to my “whiteness”. It’s an indictment to an entire culture. Which is Horseshit thinking that tells people they have to be managed by a benevolent government. As if the people in that government aren’t also human. That statement assumes that everybody out there is a small minded as he is, and only gives things to those who deserve it by way of their skin color. Let’s not pretend that some of that doesn’t exist. But he was being specific that all white people have a genetic jackpot that they hit. And just get stuff because of it.

More subtly, it makes an atrocious racist statement that he believes he is fighting, But really upholding through arrogance. It says that if I’m white and therefore get everything, that black people don’t get anything in therefore must be subsidized. It assumes that they can’t earn without people like him and their benevolence. It assumes that there they are a lesser people who need handouts and government oversight. By calling me the genetic jackpot winner, what does that make them? Does it make Mexicans and African-Americans the jackpot loser? What exactly does that a statement assume of others? It’s such racist drivel and Horseshit that I could go on and on. I did ask him to think about that statement and decide which period of history, and whose regime that sounded most like.

Never mind the fact that there is no genetic jackpot that I’ve won. Unless you consider arthritis, ulcerative colitis, and a heavy tendency towards alcoholism a genetic jackpot? Where do I line up? Let’s get another ticket!

I know this is the part where I’m supposed to defend my work ethic and tell you that everything I have ever earned. That’s not true. I’ve been given quite a bit. Anyone whose given me anything had their own agenda, charitable or otherwise. If I wanted it I graciously accepted it. I have gratitude every day for the things I’ve been given. But that’s not what he was talking about either. So let’s not even go there.

And as for the metaphor: in order to hit a jackpot one has to have actively played a part in the stakes. To be born a certain way, the person has no active part in the stakes. I did not put an order in for parenthood. I love my parents dearly, but we all Know we would have chosen actors, models and the wealthy if we could have. It might be an interesting conversation, if you could have, or had to, who would you have chosen for your parents – and you can’t say the ones you had?
More to the point: I know so many white folks who, in my judgmental opinion, haven’t amounted to shit. Have you been to Pasco County, Florida?

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Posted by on March 21, 2013 in Conservative Hippyism Concepts

 

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Choking on Charity

Choking on Charity

I belong to a service organization. The purpose of the service organization is to help twelve-step groups to reach out to addicts. It takes a vig from the collection plates of all the groups in the area whom it serves. What it does with that money afterward varies. Typically it uses its resources to purchase literature, rent meeting space, provide seed money for new groups to do those things, and some other special projects. I think it Geiger counter’s Olies a little too bloated for its own good and that it’s monthly budget should be equal to zero.

The service organization also performs quite a bit of outreach to bring new members into the groups. None of the money collected is compulsory, in fact, we don’t encourage newcomers to pay all. Their contribution: showing up and keeping our fellowships active and “green.”

At a recent meeting, the notion of scholarships to pay for an upcoming spiritual retreat was discussed. Having received a scholarship in the past I was very eager to help other people gain the knowledge, insight and companionship that I was able to gain. I spent four days In the beautiful woods near Birmingham Alabama at Camp Sumatanga. I spent it surrounded by like-minded individuals who wanted to change the quality of their life one day at a time. It was not preachy or churchy but it was extremely spiritual. In fact, It’s one of the spiritual experiences that I hope will not be singular-like a baptism or confirmation, it’ll be something that I can repeat over and over again. For the record my confirmation name is Christopher.
So like most of these meetings we are gathered in a circle and we decided that we are going to start giving away scholarships. Everybody was for it. How could you not be? Then it was decided that in or to receive the scholarship you had to agree to put in service work at the spiritual retreat. Light went on. Then it was suggested that in order to receive this scholarship money certain amount of scholarship or service work had to be done. Those people who receive money to attend the event would have to be monitored and make sure that they cleaned up or set up properly. This set off a bit of a bell. I started getting the feeling that what we were doing was not charity at all. It was manipulation. We were giving something to somebody under the guise of compassion and caring, and asking for something in return. Charity doesn’t do that. In furtherance of this ideal, if I give a man on the corner by dollar, I’ve been charitable. If that man takes that dollar and drinks with it, uses drugs with it, sticks in the G string of a topless dancer, or anything else of which I may not approve, it’s no longer my business. That’s on him. It’s also not very charitable of me if I give him that dollar and make him promise not to do anything of which I don’t approve. There are no conditions to charity. Neither are there any for hope or faith.

When the concern was voiced, it was decided then that what we doing were doing wasn’t charity because a scholarship is not a gift and is justified to expect something in return. Lights and bells aside-I now had an alarm. Did we really just dispel the notion of charity altogether so that we can justify our manipulation boldfaced?

We each took turns voicing our opinion and concern on the subject, one gentleman deferred his time to me and asked me to flesh out my opinion a little further. I was very careful to make sure that I stayed in the realm of “My own opinion” and didn’t try to act like an expert. I simply stated that I couldn’t justify what was going on. He echoed my concern is said that felt a lot like shame and guilt. Why would we shame somebody enforcement the service when the whole point of our excursion to help remove those two barriers from an addicts life.

It was interesting that this part of the conversation was basically dismissed in the previous conversation kept going. It was decided that a scholarship should be based on financial need. I was crawling in my skin but trying not to act superior by huffing and puffing. I had to muster quite a bit of my own program to do this. Suggestions included but were not limited to: making people write a paragraph to express their financial need. Making people actually divulge their money problems and then a subcommittee would decide who was qualified to receive our benevolence. I actually began to shake my head left to right. It was clearly getting worse.

Where would the groveling and begging end? Then when you went to the spiritual retreat what kind of scarlet letter or albatross would you be wearing around her neck when you were known as the poor one who got the scholarship? I don’t suspect anybody would point fingers or name call, but that’s never necessary for an addict to feel guilt, shame, remorse or low self-esteem. And it’s not one of the tenets of charity. This resembles no principle or tradition of the recovery community.

Then a tricky, political thing happened. It was suggested that the motion be revised so that it only reads “an allocation of funds.” I asked for clarification. I said “this is only to allocate funding and that’s it.” It was agreed that would be the limits of the motion. I felt very satisfied and I think everybody else who had trouble with the original intention did also. I was ready to vote for it. But then another brother, who may have been more astute and experienced in these meetings, brought up again what would be the mechanism for dispersion of this money. It went right back to expressing financial need. It went right back to groveling and shaming and deciding that because we’re on the service board, we have the foresight, or insight, or some kind of a second sight to determine one person’s need over another’s. It’s clearly stated in basically every 12-step program that the only requirement for membership is a desire to stop whatever addictive substance and or behaviors that Standing away of your health and spiritual well-being. That is it. Here we were creating some sort of outside financial obligation like we’re Fannie Mae.

When we took a vote became up 6 for and six against. Not happy with that, the people who were running the show and obviously not impartial, decided that it must’ve been some mistake. I decided to shrug off the patronizing recount. The vote was called again and it was 6 for and six against. The vice chair even tried to suggest that is the chairman’s job to break a tie. Thankfully the chairman knew his job better than that. It was then pointed out that the parliamentarian didn’t vote. Maybe he should break the tie. Thankfully the parliamentarian knows his job which is not to vote. The major fallacy in both of those is that it wasn’t a tie. It was a failed motion. When that vote was recorded it was punctuated with a lot of condescending,”Wow’s,” and “I can’t believe that didn’t pass, I can’t believe that didn’t pass.” It was as if the unbelievable I actually happened. But they couldn’t conceive that there were anybody who could be against that type of manipulating benevolence. The Conservative Hippy is always against government benevolence. It’s a contradiction in terms. And that was the problem that night. This was a service board not a governing body. We stopped trying to serve and started trying to change people’s behavior with a bribe.

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Posted by on February 3, 2013 in Conservative Hippyism Concepts

 

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Obama Admits to Lip Syncing Presidential Oath: Used Prerecorded Swear

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Beyonce Obance

The following is an unedited, unapproved, unpublished submission to The Washington Fancy: Your Leading Misleading Source for Politics

Obama Admits to Lip Syncing Presidential Oath: Used Prerecorded Swear
or
Obama, Beyonce take Lip Syncing Tour: Covering Milli Vanilli

By ConHippy

–WASHINGTON D.C. The president has come clean today amidst rumors that his swearing in ceremony was lip synced. In a small press conference, President Obama admitted to mouthing the Oath of the Presidency while the pre recorded version from his last term was played. His detractors claim that this delegitimizes his presidency and demand transcripts, both long and short form. Obama eclipsed Donald Trump’s late announcement to pay ten million dollars for the original MP3, to prove it was fudged.

According to White House intern and Fancy cartoon contributor, Myles Standish, The President went as far as to produce a ventriloquist’s dummy during the last 15 seconds. “We were all very impressed and had just assumed that this was just one more hidden talent he possessed.We just thought it was creepy that the dummy was Joe Biden.” As long as the left hand remained on a book (whether it was the bible or not is another article.) the oath remains legit, regardless of where the right hand was. The crowd noise and applause during the private indoor ceremony had been written off as “general acceptance of the executive popularity at any given time.”

Only after Beyonce’s inauguration-anthem-karaoke was unmasked, did the Pres. feel pressure to come clean. Critics and fans alike hail this as a stand-up thing to do, since the last black duet to deny obvious lip syncing was Milli Vanilli.

 
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Posted by on January 22, 2013 in Too good to be Fancy

 

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