Many historians identify the ancient Roman empire as trigger that caused the whole civilization to collapse. The empire was expensive, taxes got higher, inflation was rampant, and eventually this ended their culture. Here’s an article at LewRockwell.com about our empire and choice that lies ahead of us.
Liberty is obviously something that is often on my mind…could you tell? However, I don’t know how often we consider the superficiality of political and economic liberty. It is nice, yes, but there is something much deeper. By nature, we are slaves to sin. We aren’t free. Have you ever tried to be perfect? We can’t be. We can’t stop sinning. Sin is the root of the problem, the greatest tyranny this world has ever faced. The irony of it is that we’ve enslaved ourselves. It isn’t Satan forcing us to sin, it is our own hearts longing to sin…
I soon recovered from my bout of tears. The next morning I was sure that I loved Franz, with all my heart. And that day I received a letter from him. I walked, very fast, through the ward rooms with it, on my way to my room. “A letter, Adele?” “Yes, from Franz,” and I smiled in joy. I only heard Frederick sigh in return. My dearest Cathie, we have been so busy, this was the first chance I got to write you. My apologies if it was late. What have you been doing, without me to talk to? I…
On how to survive a hurricane, or any other type of storm for that matter, here.
Ron Paul addressing Congress about the Orwellian “Justice” Dept, here.
It was curious to see how differently the men began to heal. Franz gained strength every day and was so invigorated and full of ambition. Some of the others had no reason to get well. Their families were gone, and they were disillusioned with the war. They laid in their beds, wasting away and growing stronger in body, but weaker in their minds. Frederick was somewhere in between. He wasn’t as young as Franz, and didn’t have that energy for revenge. Yet he didn’t lie there hopeless, just waiting for death. He got better just a little bit at a…
I have officially stepped down from my position as Campaign for Liberty County Coordinator. I’ve left it in the capable hands of my fellow coordinator, Darren J. The whole thing is a little surprising. It was hard to make the decision, but all through the process, I felt like it wasn’t really happening. It wasn’t until it was actually over, and my name taken off the county page that it sunk in what I had done. I don’t regret my decision. I’m sorry that I had to do it, but I still am confident that it was the right thing…
A unique take on the BP oil spill, here.
Note: Austrian economists distinguish between two types of capitalists, those who make money because they provide products that consumers want, and those who make money because they have connections in government and enjoy subsidies while their competitors are crippled. Also, there is a great controversy raging right now as to whether free market people should use the term capitalism or capitalist. I chose to use Capitalist for purely literary reasons. It would be awkward to say, “Lincoln: The Free Marketeer” or something like that. So there’s no great significance about my choice of words. So, I hope you are not…
One day Franz accosted me. He grabbed my wrist, and I was frightened by his face. “Franz, let go of me,” I didn’t want to make a scene. I was a nurse, and a nun besides that. “Don’t say that, I am not hurting you.” He smiled again, in that same way the first time I met him. It suddenly occurred to me that it was a blank sort of smile. Just on the outside, not a deep true one. I wondered what he was thinking. “I just want you to stay here for a moment; you are always running…
