So Much For Property Rights

You know, I am gobsmacked every time I read about a home-owner in England protecting their property from criminals, and the home-owner getting fined and going to jail.

I cannot comprehend what insanity even contemplates such an act, let alone understand how it actually comes about.

In England, if I am at home and a criminal breaks in with a gun and I crack his head with a baseball bat, *I* will go to jail for causing bodily harm. The criminal will get off on some petty bullshit misdemeanor.

And frankly, that is NOT RIGHT.

To me, the right to defend yourself and your property is paramount to a society. The moment that right is taken away from you, is the moment the society has had it. Without basic property rights we have nothing.

So the opposition party wants to bring in legislation in England allowing home-owners to protect their property without going to jail.

Huh?

Why does this need to be legislated? And why is it such a big deal?

This SHOULD be a stock standard right of living - the right to protect your own stuff from people who want to take it away from you.

What a sad reflection on a govt to have to debate having this right for its citizens. There is no debated needed.

If I lived in England and faced time for defending my property, I would sue everyone involved. I would sue the arresting police officer, his superior, the chief of the station, the entire chief of police, the minister of police and anyone else involved. I would sue them personally. Take every bastard involved through the ringer. I might lose, but I would make a lot of headlines.

Another thing I do not understand is, how come there is no outrage from within England. Don't they have talkback radio? Does everyone just tow the line? Where are the voices of common-sense chomping at the bit and telling it like it is - like this entry. How we should have a basic right to protect ourselves. And without that right the govt is NOT doing its job. And even calling for an election so we can elect a govt that will allow us to protect our own property without prosecution.

It's flamin' ridiculous.

Some farmer scares off a guy who just broke into his house by using a fake toy gun. He is charged and the would-be thief is let go.

There is something wrong with that picture. There is something drastically wrong when people protecting their property are prosecuted and people they protect if from are let off.

Come on England. Grow a brain will you.

Another Day In Big Brother Land - Part II

Another Day In Big Brother Land is a short story in many parts. And chronicles the events around one citizen's life. While the actual events depicted are made up for the most part, they are based on True Events, existing laws and technology and its uses as they exist today! And this is what makes the incidents so unsettling - that the laws and technology is in place right here, right now as you read, and it is often being used exactly as it is described in the story.

Read Part I here.

Eating Without Permission

The sledge hammer came down hard on the plastic box, put a big crack in the casing and bounced back up again. It came down a second time, doing more damage and making one of the sides fall off. A third time it came down, this time exposing the machine's soft inner workings. And the fourth time really did a job on it, making the machine totally unusable and un-salvageable. At last, Bob's old printer with its incriminating serial number was destroyed.

Picking up the pieces in a small trash can, he took them to an industrial dumpster he knew of and tossed them in. Later that night, he knew, a truck would come along and empty the dumpster. Removing all traces of the printer he had used to write the letter that was traced back to him.

He felt a lot better now. For he knew that if the "men" came back with a warrant and took his printer, they would see it wasn't his. Oh sure they could trace it back to the guy he'd just bought it from. But they might not. They might just think someone else had written the letter seeing as the printer serial numbers wouldn't match. And besides, it would be a good bit of fun to throw them off anyway.

Arriving back home he double checked his schedule and remembered the meeting he had in the city with one of his privacy friends. He gathered a few items - micro-cassette recorder, digital camera, and his cell phone - and drove to the train station.

He always liked to catch the train to his meetings. He felt it gave him greater flexibility. He could catch the train back and get off at any stop along the way. He could hop in a cab instead and go pretty well anywhere because with so many cabs it would make it hard to follow him effectively. And his car wasn't compromised by being in the city. So if he did need to get away with public transport he didn't have to come back into the city to retrieve his car.

With his train ticket in his hand he waited patiently on the platform for the train to arrive. He wondered about his fellow travelers. How many were like him - aware of the government's "War Against Freedom". Maybe the guy next to him was one of the famous anonymous freedom authors he read. Or maybe he was a train marshal ready to pounce on anyone doing something "wrong" - and "wrong" could be anything deemed as not allowed on a train, while not really infringing on anyone else's property rights.

The train arrived and he got on. Once he was seated comfortably he noticed a new poster on the wall of the carriage. It read, "Four out of five dentists recommend gum in your mouth instead of in our trains." He thought it was a puzzling poster because he couldn't recall seeing gum in the carriages. And shook his head in confusion and watched his fellow passengers.

The man in the suit who had been next to him on the platform, was reading a copy of The Wall Street Journal. Although oddly, he didn't seem to be turning the pages even though he was looking at the paper. Maybe he was watching me with peripheral vision, Bob thought. Maybe he is a tail after all. Though it wouldn't bother Bob because he knew ways to lose a tail. And he'd put one of those ways into action once they got off the train.

There was a femi-nazi looking woman. Bob thought it was funny how all the femi-nazis are unattractive women who cut their hair short and dress like men, while also being lesbians. As if a male-looking lesbian knows anything about the rights of a real womanly woman. Bob laughed to himself, which brought a quick glance from suit-man. He laughed at the idea of rights attributed to any group. For if everyone had property rights, then there would be no need for any specific rights for any specific group. What would they complain about... we want those rights too, that we already have?

There was a younger guy - maybe mid 20s - who was dressed casually and who appeared to be doing some kind of arithmetic or problem solving in his head. And on a seat with no-one around was a scruffy looking man whom Bob thought was a homeless guy. He chuckled again... a poster asking us not to spit gum on the ground because it might not look good, while allowing unclean smelly people on the train. It had to be a leftist joke of some kind. One Bob thought would be hysterical to wake up from. But one he knew was not a joke, which was what made it so sad.

There was a kid eating some french fries. He was with an older girl (his mother) who was slowly eating a candy bar with ever so tiny nibbles.

Suit-man spoke into his sleeve in a whisper. Bob saw it. Suit-man didn't think Bob had seen it but he had. And Bob was now contemplating different ways to escape the train and lose his tail.

Just as he was running through his options - options he knew he should have gone through much sooner than now, so he would have them in his head before being forced to think of them - the train pulled into a station. Two other suits got on but the doors did not close. The two new suits approached the fry-eating boy and candy-crunching girl.

Bob couldn't hear what was said to the seated duo, but he heard a lot of cursing erupt from the girl's mouth. She made to get up and was shoved back into the seat. A pair of handcuffs was produced and quickly snapped on her wrists.

Bob knew better than to interfere. It just drew un-necessary attention to yourself. And for someone like Bob - who was considered by the government, even though they didn't know of him personally, as an "undesirable" because he strove for true freedom and not the granted freedom which was really a "you are free as long as you only do what we tell you to do" brand of freedom - it was even more important to not get involved in anything.

The boy's french fries were grabbed and dropped into a police evidence bag and the boy was likewise cuffed. With both of the now former eaters being escorted off of the train.

Bob looked at suit-man, who was looking at Bob, and he quickly stared back at the same page of the newspaper he had been staring at.

As the train pulled away Bob wondered what that confrontation had been all about. They didn't look like suicide-bomber terrorist types the government had been constantly warning everyone about. And they had been minding their own business. It was quite odd indeed.

Finally the train arrived at Bob's stop. Unlike the other people who get off the train at their stop, Bob did not get up early and go wait near the door. He stayed seated. And made a dash for the door at the last minute. To get off the train mere moments before the doors closed. It was a trick Bob had been told about to help identify a possible tail and a way which could sometimes lose the tail.

Anyway. Bob did as he had learned about and had practiced, and stayed seated until the last moment before the doors closed. As he got up and moved swiftly to the doors and out, he could see suit-man's reflection in the train's windows, and saw he caught suit-man by surprise. Suit-man was now trying to get up and out onto the platform but Bob had been too fast and the doors closed before suit-man made it out. Watching suit-man as the train pulled away, Bob saw him talk into his sleeve again while staring back at Bob.

Wondering what suit-man might have been saying, Bob didn't want to hang around to find out. He preferred to hightail it out of there and to his secret rendezvous. But he would have to make quite a few anti-tail maneuvers. And it might make him late to his meeting. But it would be worth it as he didn't think his friend would appreciate Bob arriving followed by some of the government goons. It would compromise his friend.

Before starting off on his tail-losing tricks, Bob took his cell phone out of his pocket and wrote an SMS message. It said, "Cinderella should have arrived earlier. The prince might not have had to search so long and hard to follow and find her." He was about to send it off and thought better of it. What if they decided to arrest him for some trumped up indiscretion. It was all too easy these days to just up and claim it was "thought" he was committing a felony, or it was "thought" he was involved in some "terror" activity and put him away without access to a lawyer. They would then have his cell phone and know who he'd sent a message to. No. He wouldn't send the SMS and would instead just be late. If his friend was concerned he could call instead. They all had caller ID blocked so that would be fine even if he was caught.

Thinking a ringing cell phone was something that drew un-necessary attention, he turned off its ring and turned it onto vibrate mode. So no-one else would know he was receiving a call, while he would know. Then he put the phone back in his pocket and hurried off in the wrong direction.

He walked briskly away from the train station. He didn't bother looking back. He just figured he was being followed. And if they thought that he didn't think he was being followed, they would continue to try to follow him. But if they thought their cover had been broken, they could move in and apprehend him on a bogus reason. Even a reason such as, "If you had nothing to hide, why were you running".

Bob had always laughed at that argument. Maybe I was running because I don't like being followed so plainly.

Bob rounded a corner, saw there was a cab parked on the other side of the road and ran to get in it. Once in it he gave the driver an address to go to and the cab sped off.

A few minutes later the cab arrived at the destination - a shopping mall - and Bob hoped out. He speed-walked into the milling crowd and headed for the K-Mart. He went in the main entrance turned left and right into the clothing department, zig-zagged his way through the clothes racks and headed for the side entrance and out.

From there he went into the adjoining department store and then out through their main entrance. Quickly turned right and headed for the rest rooms.

As he approached the rest rooms he knew his next couple of moves would involve running, and so he made sure all of his special items were secure.

He walked past the rest room doors and pushed the double swinging doors that led to the loading dock where the shopping mall received most of its deliveries from suppliers and couriers alike. Pushing the door he began to run. He knew once the doors swung closed his tail wouldn't be able to see him run, nor where he ran to. This would give him a couple of minutes head start for his next maneuver.

Reaching the end of the hall and arriving at the loading dock, Bob turned left, ran 50 yards along the dock and headed down the stairs to the street level. From there he kept going left and headed into the public carpark. He knew once in there he could make his way through the parked cars and out onto the side road. Right where another taxi rank was.

Hoping into the first cab, Bob gave the driver another destination and they drove off. This time to an upmarket shopping center.

And as before, Bob made his way through the center and out the other side. But as this is where the more wealthy people shop, instead of lines of cabs, limos await.

Approaching a limo Bob asked how much to take him to his next destination, and was given an answer. Bob agreed and got in.

Bob liked riding in limos. They weren't all that much more pricey than a cab. And the drivers gave fixed prices to get you to your destination - no meters - and actually looked after you. And they tended to guard your privacy well too. So if an all points went out as a request for any people being picked up of a certain description, limo drivers never got them. And even if they did, they ignored them.

Seeing they were just about at their destination, Bob got out the money, handed it to the driver - with a tip - thanked him for taking care of him, and got out as the limo pulled up.

With only two blocks to walk to arrive at the meeting place, Bob felt secure in the knowledge he had not been followed. It would have taken a super spy to keep track of Bob through all he went through. And Bob was ever so glad he had made the time to check out the various shopping centers whenever he had been there. He'd always known it was wise to know your exit routes in case you needed them. Not just for losing those who wanted to follow you, but in case of fire or some other event you would want to leave the center to avoid. It just made good survival sense to know the turf you traveled in.

Seeing his friend at the table, Bob went over and sat down. He quickly told of the young boy and mother who had been arrested on the train for some reason, of suit-man and of his escapades getting to the meeting without being followed.

Stan, the friend Bob was meeting, gave Bob a few extra tips for losing a tail and then they got down to the purpose of their meeting. Events were moving faster now, and now more than ever, they needed to finalize their plans before it was too late.

Having finished their meeting, Bob made his way back to the train station he'd gotten off at. Of course, he didn't do it in a direct way but in a round about way. So he couldn't be reverse tracked.

Upon arriving home, he got online and checked his email. He found an email from Stan with a link to a newspaper story...

Don't eat in the subway, darlin' - Metro campaigns against eating, drinking

WASHINGTON - The arrest of a 12-year-old french fry eater and woman nibbling a candy bar apparently aren't enough to discourage riders from eating or drinking on Washington, D-C's, subway.

... and realized it was a story about the boy and mother he had seen arrested.

How could people be arrested and just carted off like that? How could it happen over something so utterly trivial as eating? They weren't infringing upon anybody's property rights. There was no victim. No-one was hurt.

Oh sure, it could be said they were infringing upon the property rights of the train owner who didn't want eating on their trains. But this was public transport. And to expect people to not eat when they are hungry is just big brother stuff dictating when you can and can't eat.

What do they expect? Someone to pass out from low blood sugar because they aren't allowed to eat?

Many people head out the door in the morning with breakfast in hand and eat it on the way to work. It just makes good use of otherwise idle time and enables the person to be more productive. Yet here is the government forcing its ridiculous rules and regulations onto people. Arrested for eating without permission had to be a joke. If only it was a joke. Alas, it was all too real. Just another day in Big Brother land, Bob thought, then anonymously visited the website their current project was concerned about and centered on.

Diseases Aren't. They Are Symptoms!

If you pass on nothing else from this blog, pass this on. It is THAT important to get the word out. Let's free ourselves from the control of Big Pharma.

Anyway. With the announcement of an anti-osteoporosis drug being trialed in Australia, I just have to speak out. I have to get the word out before any more damage is done to people by Big Pharma - Big Pharma being the pharmaceutical companies.

We are inundated with diseases. No matter what ails us, it is undoubtedly some hideous disease.

Take this osteoporosis, for example. Statistics abound about how many men/women in three will get it by the time they are X years old. And blah blah blah.

I think to myself... how on earth did our species ever survive all those hundreds of thousands of years with these diseases - brittle bones, diabetes, etc.?

My answer is simple... we have a tendency not to suffer diseases.

You see. We have an immune system that deals with any invaders that might want a piece of us. So when anything attacks us that might create a legitimate disease, our body kills it off to restore health.

But these days, Big Pharma and the medical profession announces a new "disease" almost every month. And I am telling you right here, right now...

What Big Pharma and the medical profession are calling disease and creating drugs to treat, are really symptoms of something else.

This is so fundamentally important to your health and long-term wellbeing it needs repeating...

What Big Pharma and the medical profession are calling disease and creating drugs to treat, are really symptoms of something else.

Do you fully understand how important this is?

It means osteoporosis is not a disease, it is a symptom of something.

You see, our body works wonders. It is an efficiently designed machine. Capable of ridding us of excess anything. It works flawlessly. Unfortunately, this flawless working creates degenerative conditions. Yet all we need do to avoid these degenerative conditions is to stop consuming the thing which triggers it in the first place.

For example: To cope with the refined sugar we consume, our body uses calcium. If the calcium is not available in the food or readily available in the blood, the body dissolves its own calcium stores to do the job. Over time, this gradual dissolving of calcium to "process" all the sugar we eat, leads to bones with less calcium in them. You are then diagnosed as having brittle bones - osteoporosis.

The answer to combating this brittling of the bones is not to consume more calcium or take calcium supplements. It is to stop consuming refined sugar. Simple. No need for man made chemical drugs which the body treats as an invader and must now bring the immune system into action to deal with. No need for milk fortified with calcium.

You see. The brittling of the bones is a symptom. A sign you are consuming too much refined sugar. That is all. The more sugar you eat, the worse it becomes.

We are told to "drink more milk" for the calcium. But this is going the wrong way about it. For the calcium in milk is not readily available to us. Instead, the body is now faced with dealing with the milk sugar. And so must dissolve more calcium to process the milk sugar. And the low fat high calcium milk is the worst culprit.

Again. The answer is: STOP CONSUMING SUGAR!!!

Diabetes is another so-called disease which appears to be effecting people of a younger age. And a LOT of money is being spent on it.

Diabetes is NOT a disease, it is a symptom of something else.

Just as the body doesn't like too much sugar because it needs to dissolve calcium to balance it out, the body does not like too much blood sugar all in one hit. To deal with an oversupply of blood sugar in the system, the pancreas releases insulin into the blood. This hormone is a storage hormone and causes the glucose in the blood to get stored. And when it does get stored it gets stored as fat.

However, the brain needs glucose to function properly. So what can happen is this: You eat a dense carbohydrate food. The dense carbs are quickly converted into glucose and enter the blood stream as a surge. The body reacts to the surge of glucose by releasing massive amounts of insulin. This immediately removes the glucose. But because there was so much entering the blood stream - more than would be if a normal meal had been eaten instead of the dense carbo meal - excess insulin is in the blood and too much glucose leaves the blood and gets stored as fat.

At this point, you may experience a drowsiness or period of brain fog. The body's solution is to get glucose into the system. And the quickest way it knows to do that is to eat something. And so you eat another dense carbohydrate food. And the cycle continues.

This constant assault on the pancreas and its release of insulin, doesn't allow it to rest and recover. And eventually it just gives up the ghost.

Think of it like YOU going for a run or walk... or even staying awake. At some point during the exercise, or trying to stay awake, you just can't go on anymore and collapse in a heap.

The pancreas is the same. Too many straws broke the pancreas camel back. And you now have diabetes.

The reason it is becoming more and more prevalent amongst children is due to the crap food their parents are feeding them and allowing them to eat.

Main culprits include: soda and other softdrinks (Coke, Pepsi, etc. - otherwise known as liquid candy), bread and refined white flours, white rice, cookies, bags of potato chips and other similar snacks, wheat based breakfast cereals, candy by the truckload, ice cream, twinkies, cakes, and so on. All day long at every single meal, the pancreas is assaulted from sun up to sun down. It tries its best to cope but eventually it throws in the towel.

To avoid this is simple: STOP EATING REFINED FLOUR, SUGAR AND SO ON. Eat whole foods you prepare yourself. Fresh fruit and vegetables are a good start. Cease all consumption of liquid candy.

When left alone, the pancreas will correct itself and get back into action. But like you recovering from a sport injury, it takes time and needs to be rested until it is recovered. So being "good" most of the time but thinking that one bowl of ice-cream a day won't hurt, it is "no no". Your system will not recover if you did this.

So as you can see, diabetes is a symptom. A sign you are eating too many refined foods that are carbohydrate dense. To avoid diabetes, avoid eating those foods.

Some claim diabetes is inherited. I say, NO, it is NOT inherited. What is inherited is eating habits. Children eat the same way their parents eat. So if mom and dad eat a lot of refined foods so too will the children. The degenerative condition will appear to be hereditary, but it is NOT.

Another "disease" which is becoming more prevalent is Irritable Bowel Syndrome (IBS). From the site at http://www.aboutibs.org we discover that:

"Irritable bowel syndrome is characterized by a group of symptoms in which abdominal pain or discomfort is associated with a change in bowel pattern, such as loose or more frequent bowel movements, diarrhea, and/or constipation."

I added the emphasis to highlight that this "disease" is merely a collection of symptoms.

Big Pharma have created drugs to treat this disease. The drugs stop the diarrhea. Overriding the body's natural desire to rid itself of something.

See. The body does many natural things. Some of those things make us feel uncomfortable. The modern solution is to create a chemical to interfere with the body's natural functioning.

In the case of IBS, something has been ingested that doesn't agree with the body. The body even considers it somewhat harmful. So to get rid of it fast, the body creates diarrhea.

The normal and natural solution to overcome this is to stop consuming the thing which triggers the diarrhea reaction. It might be a preservative in the food being eaten, chemicals in liquid candy or unfiltered tap water or a myriad of other things. The easiest way to start treating yourself is to eat only natural food, not processed food, and only drink filtered water (no milk or dairy or soy drinks or meat either). Once the runs clear up, begin re-introducing normal food again. One food stuff at a time.

This should alert you to another trick of Big Pharma... calling a collection of symptoms a syndrome and then creating a drug to cover those symptoms.

The danger of this is that your body is trying to tell you something with those symptoms. By masking them you don't suddenly become healthy. You actually hinder what your body is trying to do.

I don't know about you, but I think my body knows more about dealing with what I put in it than some doctor. So if my body shows me a symptom, my job is to now look for what led to that and sort it out.

See. If I look to nature, and particularly the animals in nature, I do NOT see these wide ranging diseases. There are no natural Irritable Bowel Syndrome in wild animals. No osteoporosis. No diabetes. Not even in primates.

But when I look at humans, and particularly those who eat chemicalised foods and highly manufactured and processed foods, I see all kinds of symptoms being called disease.

Take skin cancer, for example. People in the deepest darkest Africa aren't all riddled with skin cancer, despite the unavailability of "sunscreen". And let's face it, it would be one monumental screw up for nature to not protect us from the sun and let us all get skin cancer.

So how does one explain skin cancer then? And specially in places of intense sun?

There are a few reasons such as...

Reason # 1: The sunscreen is carcinogenic. Yes. Sunscreen has cancer causing chemicals in it. You then put these right on your skin.

Reason # 2: The skin needs to breathe. All cancer cells are anaerobic. They live without oxygen. By covering your skin in a layer of inorganic oily cancer causing chemical, you are depriving your skin of the oxygen it needs.

Reason # 3: The skin is a waste removal organ and temporary holding organ. Toxic substances that the liver cannot filter fast enough are expelled through the skin or stored in the skin. Toxic chemicals stored in skin deprived of oxygen and covered in other toxic chemicals is a recipe for disaster. And some of the internal toxic chemicals come from the polyunsaturated vegetable oils we cook in and the hydrogenated oils in food items.

It's funny. I live in a tourist location famous for its sun. The only people I see protecting themselves from the sun in a wise manner are old people (large wide-brimmed hats and umbrellas) and Asians (wide-brimmed hats and umbrellas). The dumb white people, whose skin is least naturally protected against harsh sun, freely expose their skin to it all day long. They purposefully baste in the suns rays while covering themselves in cancer causing chemicals.

See. White people are white because they originate from geographical areas where there is not intense sun. In response to this, the body's skin gradually became whiter so more UV could penetrate, and thus help in vitamin D synthesis. Those in climates of intense sun have darker skin to protect the body from the UV rays and to regulate how much UV comes in and to better make vitamin D.

When a white person goes in the sun, the body's reaction is to darken the skin to reduce the rays. So not too much gets in. And vitamin D is regulated. So tanning is a symptom of sun exposure. If tanning hurt, or was undesirable, you can bet your bottom dollar some Big Pharma would release a drug to prevent tanning - just like there are drugs to create artificial tans.

Almost everything you experience, and thus call a disease, is really a symptom of something else. It is a sign you need to pay attention to.

Normal everyday cancer, for example, is also a symptom of something. It is a symptom of ingesting too much chemical, not enough oxygen in the system, not enough nutrients and a weakened immune system.

It makes no sense to then weaken the immune system even more with chemo and radiation. And, as much chemo hinders the digestive system, nutrient absorption is also hindered. Reducing your body's ability to deal with it even further. While also doing damage to the liver which must deal with these harsh chemicals that would strip your skin off if you spilt some on your skin.

Illness is not the result of a lack of drugs!!!

In all my investigations I see: If you stop doing what makes the body sick, and ingest nutritious whole food instead of chemicalised processed food, the body will heal itself!

Today's conventional wisdom solution is: continue to ingest the same substance that makes the body sick, then bury the symptoms of the body reacting to it by taking a drug.

Consider the "common" cold. Usual symptoms include a sore throat, runny nose, cough, nausea, aches, high temperature. Most people will then take drugs to suppress all of these and go about their business.

The reality is this... the sore throat is the result of the body's immune system killing infected cells. The nausea is due to the body's clean up crew, which is cleaning up the killed cells, releasing a chemical calling for more cleaning crew. The aches are also a result of this chemical. Any loss of appetite is caused by the body not wanting food in the system because it needs all the resources is can muster to fight the invader - and eating requires a lot of resources which would be better used to fight the invader. The high temperature is caused by the body trying to slow down the invader multiplying while simultaneously speeding up the body's immune system.

Obviously, any drug taken will not only hinder the body's ability to fight the invader, it will also require the body to do more work to get rid of the chemical. And the last thing your body needs while fighting an invader is to be hindered and also burdened with more work.

Once again it can be seen that what we call disease is really a symptom of something else and our body knows what is best for us. So leave it alone to do its job. And assist it by not consuming food stuffs full of chemicals and immune suppressing items. And remember...

Illness is not the result of a lack of drugs.

And...

If you stop doing what makes the body sick, and ingest nutritious whole food instead of chemicalised processed food, the body will heal itself.