It's a sad day for the blogosphere when one of the good ones buggers off. I have a personal affinity for the good Captain as he was my first follower when I started this blog.
He will be missed.
Apparently the mammoth task of waking the sheep has taken it's toll. I can understand that. The sad fact is that most of the sheep simply don't want to wake up. They are happy with their illusory comfort provided by the state. All they require is that we join them in obscurity.
You see, we scare them. They can see that freedom offers much better things in life. The trouble is, freedom also comes with hardship. You have to work to be free. You have to take responsibility for yourself and your actions. It's hard work but the rewards are great.
The sheep don't like hard work. They want everything done for them. They want their lives on a plate. When they see people like us striving to be free, they think they may be forced to do the same. They hate that thought and do all they can to bring us down to their level. They can feel better about having achieved absolutely nothing, as long as everyone else around them can achieve nothing also.
I've followed the Captains teachings but I am one of those he complains about. I have never sent my affidavit to the Queen or the PM. Neither am I a sheep though. I believe it may be better, not to try and wake the sheep, but to prevent them bringing me down to their level. I could spend years in a never ending, fruitless task of trying to convince the masses of something they simply don't want to hear while my own life slips by unnoticed.
Have you ever tried to convince a religious person that God does not exist? You will never manage it. It doesn't matter how good your argument is, they have something they call faith. Faith allows them to look the obvious in the eye and dismiss it out of hand, knowing all the while that what they believe is the only truth.
The sheep have this faith also. Their faith is in the state, not God, but it is just as strong.
I know I can't wake the sheep so I won't try. I'll talk, debate and offer information. Occasionally one of them opens an eye or two.
My life is short. I want to do my best to make sure the sheep cannot affect me, or even better, to make it so the sheep don't even notice me. Freedom by obscurity. Of course I can say what I want on my blog but nobody knows who I actually am. If you met me on the street, down the pub or at work, I would just be another sheep to you. You wouldn't even notice me.
I admire the Captains dedication to the cause and understand his frustration. However, the only real answer I can see to the problems he is trying to solve is another few hundred years of human evolution.
The blog is staying up so if you haven't visited before, go and check it out. It really is valuable and eye opening.
Captain Ranty. Have a nice life. You will be missed.
*Update* He's not going after all. Everone's changed his mind. Yay!
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