Friday the thirteenth - appropriate. Mark the tombstone that this was the day the United States officially fell from being a republic, into a feudal oligarchy. This was the day the final frayed chords snapped, and the dream of limited government - long fading - was finally extinguished.
Deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed?
I. Do. Not. Consent.
I do not consent to being a serf tending the land of a lord to pay off a feudal obligation I did not agree to.
I do not consent to having one third and more of the wealth I earn taken from me and distributed to those who hold me and my beliefs in contempt.
I do not consent to live under a system where wealth and power are distributed based on proximity to, and support of, the ruling party.
I do not consent to being told what liberties I may or may not have because a glib and empty man convinced 51 percent of the populace to deliver my birthright and freedom to him in return for his glib and empty promise of security.
And I do not consent to having the fruit of my labor stripped from me and distributed to the ignorant and lazy so they may escape the consequences of their own bad choices.
I do not expect liberty has gone forever, and I hope that when next a free people charter themselves a government, they look back on this day and learn from our mistakes.