My Trip to the Slave Processing Center

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Previously by Jeff Berwick: Anti-Business US Government Puts a Stop to Intrade Making USCustomersHappy

     

Hello from Acapulco,

I had a rough start to my week as I was forced to go to the slave processing center (passport office) to ask permission from a group of people operating on behalf of a criminal enterprise if they would allow me to travel with my six year old daughter who had yet to be the unproud owner of a slave card (passport).

We are planning a family and work vacation over Christmas and beyond through Central and Eastern Europe as well as parts of Africa and, of course, travel in the so-called free world is not allowed without permission.

As we approached the passport office my wife did the same thing she does everytime we go through customs in any country we visit.  She asked me to promise her I wouldn't fight with them.  She said, "It's for our daughter, don't ruin this for her."

I took a deep breath, as I always do after this request, then nodded my head and said, "I promise I won't fight with them."

After having to get up very early (something I despise doing) for an appointment whose time they choose we waited a few hours in your typical government office with all the plastic chairs and overflowing with people standing to the sides, all waiting to get called forward by the overseers.  Eventually (finally) we were called.  The amount of paperwork we had to provide had taken all week for my wife to gather and she had checked and double checked that she had everything they requested.

The middle-aged woman began sifting through all the paperwork.  She was a very average looking woman just like many you'd see on the streets of town… you would never guess that she worked for the mafia.  About a minute later she shoved the papers back to us with cold eyes, "You are missing two photocopies of this document," she said.

In typical Mexican fashion my wife replied very politely that she wasn't aware that two photocopies of that particular document were necessary.  It finally got to the point where the woman firmly asserted that we need those two photocopies and we'll just have to make another appointment (which takes a week to receive usually) and come back and do this all again then.

My blood was already starting to boil, but with a calm voice I asked, "Surely you must have a photocopier here in this office?"

Her eyes got even colder as she shook her head.  She then said in an even sterner voice, "You NEED two photocopies!"

My wife grabbed my arm as she knew what was coming.

"How can you not have a photocopier?  The Mexican Government and even many Mexican stores love photocopies of things more than any entity I've ever known!" I stated with a slightly raised voice.

It was then that her eyes seem to get even colder and she stared beyond me, not responding.  Nothing was going to stop what happened next.

"So you think you have some sort of right to tell me and my daughter where we can go and what we can do?  Do you enjoy this job, being the gatekeeper to allowing people to do things and finding the smallest reason to say no?  What kind of person accepts this type of job?  What kind of a sick person works for the state?" I shouted.

My wife had already grabbed my daughter and moved away as the woman motioned for security.

"Keep up the great work, you bitch," I said as I motioned to the now closing in security guards that I'll leave peacefully.  As I walked out I admonished to the people sitting in their seats, averting their eyes so as not to become involved in the situation and I asked, "Why do you people put up with this?  You're all a bunch of slaves, you know that right?".

No one replied.

On the drive home, without permission to travel, my anarchist wife admitted her whole frustration with the thing, but said she just doesn't do what I did because she doesn't want to risk them disallowing our daughter a right to travel because of our actions.

"Oh well," I said, finally calming down.  "We'll just have to wait another week and try again."

My wife responded, "Yes, it's okay anyway because we still have to get our two chihuahuas microchipped for them to be allowed to go to Germany."

Wonder why a lot of anarchists drink so much?

THANK GOD FOR THE FREE MARKET

The silly part is that in almost any situation of government restriction the free market always finds a way around it.

This assertion is evident in currency black markets as we are seeing in Argentina among other places. People trading their rapidly devaluing local currency for the US dollar, which by comparison is stable. Are they getting the optimal deal? No, but they are getting the best deal they believe they can get at that point in time. Otherwise they wouldn't trade. Black markets, or free markets as I call them, exist to address the inherent inefficiencies of a managed economy.

As another example, after ranting on Facebook about my passport experience, Randy H. from Panama told me that they have a similar problem there with government offices that require photocopies of everything but have no photocopier!  He said that outside many government offices there are entrepreneurs on the street with small generators hooked up to photocopiers and printers to help people.  If only a smart Mexican entrepreneur would do the same thing I would have had a happier experience!

Thank god for the free market… it is the only bright spot of hope amongst all this statism.  It serves to give you whatever you want, whenever you want it, no matter how many rules and regulations there are to the contrary.  Take the prohibition of plants (Drug War).  There are millions of people in costumes with guns infecting this planet to try to stop people from getting the plants and I've still never found a place where you can't get the plants.  Entrepreneurs (deemed "narcos" by the state) build submarines, dig tunnels, fly drones and risk kidnapping or murder trying to get their products to voluntary customers.

Earlier today, I responded to another Facebook post where a person was debating me and saying that the free markets cause poverity and is unfair.  The person, an accounting major who said he has figured out the best system for humans to live under lobbied for something he called, "Responsible Capitalism".

Jack Blaylock, a TDV subscriber came to my defense and responded from an outdoor table while having breakfast in Probolingo, East Jawa (TDV subscribers are rarely boring!) and I found his post so well written I want to include it here:

"Real Capitalism and the free market is the purest, fairest, most democratic system possible. We've also never seen it at work yet, so all your conclusions about it are premature. That's why Rand wrote 'Capitalism, the Unknown Ideal'. She understood this very well, and she has been so much misquoted and misunderstood, by liberals and conservatives both.    "Why don't you try reading TDV (subscribe here) for a while first, and find out why people like myself have long abandoned liberal fallacies and misconceptions like 'responsible capitalism'? The phrase is not an oxymoron, like some of my friends presume. In fact, that statement is redundant, not contradictory. Anybody under the age of 100 years old has never seen a free market, or capitalism, and so doesn't even know what it looks like. As just one reason why: Fiat currency.  

"The economic system is really an ecosystem:    "I am one of the founders of a free health clinic for the poor in Indonesia. My entire life has been a demonstration in many ways that I care about the little guy. And I now know that it is government regulated ideas like yours that makes things worse for the disenfranchised, not better. In the end, one group of humans, no matter how well intentioned or spiritually and emotionally mature, cannot possibly 'regulate' what mother nature does best: free market capitalism in a pure form. The economic system is no different than an ecosystem in this sense. No matter how wise, educated and 'socially conscious' a ruling class may be, the minute they try and tell the rainforest which bugs are allowed to breed, and which birds may or may not sit in any one particular tree, they introduce a subtle but corrosive change that will ultimately result in the death of the forest. And here's the rub: As the forest slowly dies, they will mistakenly think they have not regulated the forest enough, and continue their interventionist folly.    "I appreciate you've studied accounting, but how well educated are you regarding the ideas expressed here at TDV? Have you read Rand? 'Tragedy and Hope' by Quigley? 'Creature From Jekyll Island' by Griffin? 'Economics in One Lesson?' 'The Road to Serfdom'?   "As a life long entrepreneur, I spent many years reading the liberal bullshit about 'conscious, responsible, regulated capitalism' and believed it, thinking that by doing so I was a caring, socially conscious, responsible kinda guy. Hogwash. Those beliefs require that I (and you) abandon the non-agression principle and be willing to use violence to force others into what is ultimately a socialist agenda. As I am non-violent, and do not believe in initiating violence against a non-agressor, I cannot support them anymore.

Not much more I can add to that!

Except this photo, another beautiful example of how the free market always finds ways around the government initiated violence.

The free market wins again!

Jeff Berwick [send him mail] is an anarcho-capitalist freedom fighter and Chief Editor of the libertarian, Austrian economics grounded newsletter, The Dollar Vigilante. The Dollar Vigilante focuses on strategies, investments and expatriation opportunities to survive & prosper during and after the US dollar collapse.

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