T. Pain(e), one of our favorite thinkers at Common Sense Writings, joins us today and shares a few words of demotic wisdom.
Society in every state is a blessing, but government even in its best state is but a necessary evil in its worst state an intolerable one; for when we suffer, or are exposed to the same miseries by a government, which we might expect in a country without government, our calamities is heightened by reflecting that we furnish the means by which we suffer! Government, like dress, is the badge of lost innocence.
Take your shirt off! Take your shirt off! Take your shirt off! Twist 'em in the air like a mothafucking helicopter!
Take your shirt off! Take your shirt off! Brush 'em off, brush 'em off; brush 'em off. Do the damn thing. Twist 'em in the air like a motha fucking helicopter.
It is repugnant to reason, to the universal order of things, to all examples from the former ages, to suppose, that this continent can longer remain subject to any external power. The most sanguine in Britain does not think so. The utmost stretch of human wisdom cannot, at this time compass a plan short of separation, which can promise the continent even a year's security. Reconciliation is was a fallacious dream. Nature hath deserted the connection, and Art cannot supply her place. For, as Milton wisely expresses, "never can true reconcilement grow where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep." She turned around and gave that big booty a smack. She hit the floor. Next thing you know, Shawty got low, low, low, low...
Small islands not capable of protecting themselves, are the proper objects for kingdoms to take under their care; but there is something very absurd, in supposing a continent to be perpetually governed by an island. In no instance hath nature made the satellite larger than its primary planet, and as England and America, with respect to each Other, reverses the common order of nature, it is evident they belong to different systems: England to Europe- America to itself.
I'm leaving quickly, before she come an try to get me, and I'm taking everything with me.
So we went our separate ways. It's been a couple of days. Now I'm doing what I want to. Ain't nobody telling me what I'm gon' do; and I'm felling so free, with nobody but me. Now, I can handle all my business. All my fellows, can I get a witness!
Friday, November 12, 2010
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