The Price of Freedom
Years ago I watched a demonstration film for the type of HALON fire-suppression system being installed in the computer facility I worked at. It was impressive. Fires need three things: fuel, oxygen, heat. Deprive them of any of the three, and the fire dies. This particular demonstration was impressive because it showed the suppression of an explosion…which is, after all, just a rapidly burning fire (VERY rapidly). HALON suppresses a fire by depriving it of oxygen, which it displaces almost instantly.
Government at the Federal level (and many State and local levels as well) mimics, for all the world, a fire…and these days an out of control one. The “heat” is provided by politicians and our “beloved” media, SCREECHING that the government needs to do MORE things for MORE people, MORE of the time (or always)! The “fuel” is the wealth and resources of our country, both God given and American built over the previous centuries.
WE provide the “oxygen”. Our taxes feed the flames that allow larger and larger government agencies to burn more and more of America’s accumulated wealth and power in order to grow those very agencies.
Long ago the Federal government (and that of many States) figured out a way to ensure the oxygen could never be cut off…or even reduced. Income Tax Withholding and Sales Taxes. Every penny earned is subject to taxes, and every penny spent (in many locales) is subject to taxes…automatically. This oxygen will continue to feed the flames, until all the “fuel” is consumed…i.e. the government literally burns itself (and us) to the ground.
More and more people these days are turning to bartering in order to survive personally. But in the process they may be inadvertently (or not so inadvertently) helping our nation to survive. For every bartered transaction deprives our rapacious governments of the oxygen they need for their fire. Income Taxes and Sales taxes don’t occur in a bartered transaction…and thus the level of oxygen goes down by just that amount.
How much wood do I have to chop and stack for you, in exchange for a two baskets of your tomatoes? The amount, whatever it is, is ultimately the Price of Freedom.