There's Still Hope
The Dollar Vigilante
by Jeff Berwick: Peace.
Love. And Anarchy.
By the time
you read this I should be back in Acapulco, but I write this from
the airport in Santiago.
I spent most
of the week in Santiago, Chile. Im going to have a lot of
updates for subscribers on what I found there
but in the meantime,
at the Santiago airport I did as I always do and was waiting to
be the last on the airplane. Just like Wayne Gretzky used to do
be the last on the ice. Im always the last on the plane. While
everyone else runs to line-up when they call for boarding I sit,
calmly, usually drinking a scotch. Once everyone is on board I then
stroll up and show my papers. Why do I do this? Because, then, as
the last to board, any seat I want is mine. I can either choose
to sit beside a cute girl or sit in an empty row. But the funny
part of my boarding tonight at 2:40am in Santiago was that I was
out most of the night enjoying the best that Santiago has to offer
(which is a lot more to subscribers soon) and arrived at
the airport with a buzz. I compounded it by ordering what would
technically be called in Canada a quadruple scotch in
a plastic cup to go at an airport bar
but here its just
called a scotch.
So as I waited
for the people to run to line up (do they think the plane could
possibly leave without them if they didn't hustle down the walkway??)
I then boarded last after a Chinese monk who had some sort of caretaker
not sure what the deal was, but as we walked down the jetway the
monk started freaking out
he was going through his fanny pack
like a madman
Im not sure what he was looking for but
it may have been his passport or boarding pass. Instead of bypassing
him and because of my airplane boarding strategy, and out of politeness,
I just leant up against a wall for a few minutes and drank my scotch.
The monk was losing his mind
he didnt talk (maybe he
is on one of those non-talking monks) but he was seriously freaking
out. Finally he appeared to find whatever he was looking for and
he took a deep breath and held his hand to his heart. His handler
then motioned to the monk and then pointed back to me, as though
to say, thank you for waiting. The monk nodded and his handler said,
Thank you for your patience. I thought that was pretty
ironic, coming from a monk. I just nodded and thought
monk needs a drink, or a smoke of something... nothing should be
that stressful. But, I suppose, he just found out that it isnt
so easy out here in the world we all live in. It's probably easy
being nice and calm inside a temple as the locals drop off food
for you to eat.
we made it on board and as the monk ended up in a middle seat between
two other large people I walked past and sat in the exit row which
was completely empty on the nearly full flight. Which one of us
is more enlightened?
As I went through
the laid back security in Santiago I said a little prayer of thanks
that this trip did not include a visit to the US. It was a straight
shot from Santiago to Mexico City and from there just a 30 minute
flight to Acapulco after a 2 hour stopover at one of my favorite
airport restaurant/bars in Terminal 2, Taba Bar. Terminal 1, in
Mexico City, by the way, is atrocious... it's almost as bad as LAX
or Miami, though much more relaxed. Terminal 2, on the other hand,
is quite new and very nice.
But I digress.
Back to the TSA... while in Asuncion, Paraguay we crossed paths
with two TDV subscribers going through the citizenship process and
had a wonderful meal at the boutique hotel where many of our clients
stay. Their story, which they swear is true, was so unbelievable
that I almost literally didn't believe them. They told me on their
trip out of the US that they opted-out of Michael Chertoff's nude
x-ray bath and the TSA woman asked them why. When they replied that
they simply don't believe it is safe to be doing a full body x-ray
just to see if they have any boxcutters in their pocket the TSA
woman yelled at them, "It's safe! It's completely safe, the
TSA has tested it!"
not the weird part. Then, another TSA employee walked up... a gaunt,
pale man. Apparently his job is to stand beside the machine all
day. Trying to calm them down he said, "Don't worry, it's no
big deal! I just had 38 tumors taken out of my body a few weeks
ago, it was a very basic procedure."
I really don't
know what to say after that!
in another conversation I had last week, I may have talked myself
out of being so optimistic about the coming statist collapse and
the world returning to a much freer state. As some of you may know,
I have been one of the more optimistic anarcho-capitalists (I've
begun to call myself that more than an anarchist now that "anarchists"
are the #1 enemy of the US Government nowadays and so-called "anarchists"
are regularly rounded up) in terms of thinking we could have a much
freer, more peaceful and prosperous world in as short of a time
as a decade... or less.
That was, until
I had this conversation.
optimism, and my very poor mathematical skills, I excitedly said
to a friend, "Thanks to the internet there is so much hope!
I'll bet 10,000 people every day are waking up to the truth and
figuring out that statism/socialism/fascism is an unnecessary evil...
as opposed to a necessary one."
My friend furrowed
his brow, so I took out the calculator on my Samsung Note and said,
"Look, if 10,000 people per day are waking up... then it will
only be so many days before the whole world is awake." I then
typed in 7 billion divided by 10,000. For those of you with any
math skills you wouldn't need a calculator... but I typed it in
completely oblivious to what the result would be. I then proudly
stated, "Look, at that rate, it will only be.......... 700,000
days.... before everyone is awake."
I slunk back
in my chair, deflated. Perhaps I didn't realize the full scope of
My friend tried
to console me... and as he did I bounced back up. Perhaps naively.
Probably naively. "But wait," I said, "I read somewhere
that really only 5% of the population has to have an understanding
of things in order for those ideas to permeate the entire society!"
Again, I pulled
out my calculator... not knowing what number would come up... if
I typed in 700,000 x 0.05. "You see, it will only be..... 35,000
days... or 95 years.... before we are again free."
I slunk back
in my chair. My friend ordered me a Glenfiddich 18 anos to ease
the pain. I did what most people do when confronted with the fact
that what they originally thought was not true. My eyes darted as
I searched for anything I could have possibly missed.
I exclaimed. It's not that bad! I've travelled much of the world...
over 100 countries and counting... and outside of Europe and the
USSA, most people are quite naturally anarchist. I'd say the majority
of people in Mexico are naturally anarchist... and Thailand... and
countless other countries. In fact, the total amount of true statists
on Earth is probably less than a billion... mostly, but not all,
those from the US, Europe, Canada, Australia... even some Chinese
are definitely statist... but, let's be conservative... if 1.5 billion
people were true statists... and we are waking up 10,000 people
per day... and if we only need to convert 5% of them... I punched
it into my calculator and like a laboratory rat that has touched
the electricified water bottle one too many times, my finger hovered
over the "=" sign... in my mind I repeated over and over,
"Please... Please give me a number I can live with."
7,500 days. Twenty years.
I paused, not
sure to be happy or sad... but then I thought... if my kids... and
your kids can live in a free world, potentially in my lifetime (liver
willing), I can live with that.
And so, it
was with some pain, but some hope, that I continue forward, spreading
the word of liberty... Hey, if we can wake up 50,000 people per
day, it'll only be four years before humanity moves beyond this
blood stained nation-state/socialism/fascism/collectivist disaster
and on to a grand new world.
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September 3, 2012
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