Tuesday, September 2, 2008

My Rights Are Better Than Your Rights!

That is to say: My right to be safe by being armed and able to defend myself, is superior to your 'right' to feel safe by not having anyone with icky guns waking around (unless they are The Police, an altogether different species of people and The Only Ones Professional Enuff).

Eh? From Sharp as a Marble, found while reading Says Uncle

Asked if it was wise to carry a gun near the Obama event, Noble said: "His rights don't trump mine."

You know, in the old Soviet Union, they used to persecute the accused (read: torture the innocent) because they protested their innocence. The logic was that they were doing a Bad Thing, speaking against the State... after all, hadn't the prosecutor gone to all this trouble to bring a case? Are you saying the prosecutor is WRONG? The detectives and arresting officers, all agents of the State, are WRONG? How dare you? Because they have gone to the trouble of bringing a case, you MUST be in the wrong!

Yeah, this guy got a little taste of that, after he crossed an invisible barrier laid down at somebody's arbitrary whim, BEFORE The Candidate showed up, to hand out informative literature. And got arrested and shackled for hours, and had a weeks' wages worth of property confiscated and not (yet?) returned.

As I said to a co-worker with whom I was discussing this mess: Do you still have rights if you get arrested every time you exercise them and get an apology and no formal charges afterwards?

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