Don’t mind my business

I can think of nothing I hate more than to be told what to do. Those who know me would think I don’t like to be told to shut up, given the fact that I never stop talking. But what I hate the most is someone telling me to do what they say, because they know better than me. Of all the cocky things I’ve heard, that always tops the list. Whether I was the village idiot or an astrophysicist no one can say they know better than me when it comes to living my life. And I damn sure don’t think I have the right to tell people how to live their life. I’m too self-conscious, arrogant, and vain to think I’d be any good at telling other people how to live. I believe the same thing about those who want to be in charge and wish we’d both just agree and let each other go on with our lives.

You’re probably thinking, well, we need someone to keep things straight. Cops, lawyers, judges, mayors, and so on. I don’t disagree. If men were angels, no government would be needed. To quote Ol’, Tom Jefferson. We need those jobs and those leaders for sure. What we don’t need are career politicians, TV talk show hosts, Twitter or other forms of social hostage taking. That’s where we start creating grey areas. Funneling money and opinion into what they consider best and feeding cannibalism of the human soul. I despise socialism and communism, which is the totalitarian state making decisions in line with the greater good. Which is the most magnificent tale of BS there is. Either we are all the same value, or we have no value at all. I can hear the hypothetical arguments now but I stand by my statement, and if I find myself in those situations others think up, my morality will be tested in ways I hope it never is.

I never asked to be enrolled in social security, something I will never be able to collect, but I have to pay into it by law or so long as I declare income. I was never asked where I wanted my income tax to be applied. I didn’t get to say I didn’t want to have to pay into state-sponsored medicine. More importantly, I never agreed to pay into foreign aid to countries that openly despise us and our way of life. I’m on no pulpit or soapbox, I’m not running for office and I m sponsoring no political agenda. I am merely asking, when did it become alright to make decisions for me, tell me I’m free and tell me I’m a nut job if I question them. I want my life to be my life. I want to have first, last, and total say in how it goes. I want you and everyone else have the same say. Don’t lie, don’t murder, don’t steal, and don’t cause harm to others and their property. These are basic principles we can all get behind. But don’t piss down my back and call it rain. If you’re forcing me to live how you want or take my precious time or money and then tell me you know better and spend it how you think is best. You’re a bully, a demagogue, you’re no better than Hitler, Stalin, Mao, McCarthy or the devil. Don’t mind my business, mind your own.

Justice means minding one’s own business and not meddling with other men’s concerns.

– Plato

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