E Pluribus

I was in the laborious process of determining precisely which firearm manufacturers provided their products at a lesser cost to law enforcement/military types, right up until reaching the conclusion that in one way, shape, or form, they all do. One of the local dealers tells me that I can get in on a Glock discount because I'm retired military, and regardless of the validity of his statement, that is something I would never in a million years even consider.

When I was in the SERVICE I worked for you. Kinda why they call it the SERVICE. The "civilian" was what the country was founded for, and there's no question about it. The STATE existed to clear land for roads, provide a constabulary and armed service to protect the people, and to deal with foreign governments.

And at the end of the day it was all for the PEOPLE. The little guy. Joe frickin Blow. From West Bubblefuck. His desires and needs and wants were guaranteed by a right to pursue happiness for chrissake, and the experiment was the most noble one ever dreamed of, let alone created.

Then a funny thing happened on the way to the forum. The institutions designed to pave the way for such pursuits became impediments. Fast-forward a couple hundred years, and everyone BUT the people have it large. You can be less than the people, as fashioned by the geniuses in Washington who entitle those they consider genetically inferior or gender-impaired, more than the people, as evidenced by the special programs for the only ones* righteous enough to receive bennies because of their genetic specialness, and above the people as many elected representatives declare themselves to be.

I'd never have believed myself to be of the revolutionary bent, but this is past ridiculous. Every ounce of blood shed by the true defenders of America is being diluted by those who think they can photo-edit the Constitution. We need to turn up the heat on the melting pot, and fast, if we wish to put an end to all of these special people. For the first time in my life I have something of an inkling how the slaves must have felt. They weren't special. They needed to pay more for the same services, be it in money or blood. They were disarmed, kept that way for decades, and now are being disarmed once more. And the crying shame of it all is the fact that WE are their best friends, but their new massa's have blinded them to this.

Time to at least think revolutionary. Special THIS. The most glorious state of being is the common citizen. So shove your discount where the sun don't shine, because it's still one out of many, and not every man for himself.


*With thanks to David Codrea