With its worship of the State and of its Satanic sacrament, war, “Veteran’s Day” is infuriating all the way round. But my blood-pressure, already hovering at dangerous levels yesterday, rocketed even higher this morning when I read of Yale University’s “ceremony … to commemorate those who have fallen and celebrate those who have served.”
Bleeeech—but standard propaganda so far. Where Yale’s yahoos veer into absolute nausea is when they invoke one of the school’s most principled alumni as an inspiration for totalitarianism.
American Revolutionary Captain Nathan Hale did indeed graduate from Yale, but at a time when the place dispensed an education instead of brainwashing. He joined the Continental Army two years later, as Americans set out to free themselves from an empire far less onerous than the one they have since established. The Patriots fighting the British Army were defending themselves, their homes, and their families from evils that their descendants not only relish but for which they pay horrific taxes: policing, surveillance, mercantilism (i.e.,protectionism), and a bureaucratic regime compelling victims to abide by its whims rather than their own.
To compare that honorable struggle for liberty with the imperial wickedness that the various “services” of the USSA now force on the rest of the world is utter, offensive hogwash. Yet one of the liars at Yale’s “ceremony” babbled, “In the tradition of Nathan Hale and all those remembered in Woolsey Hall, Yale is demonstrating that it understands that the defense of our nation and the responsibilities for which it stands are not the responsibilities of a few, but of all.” Nor was that sufficient: the twit further “noted that civilians also have an obligation to support the nation.”
I guess personal taxes approaching 50% aren’t enough. Meanwhile, not even the Nazis could have put such nationalist sentiments better. Total war, with every citizen dedicated to the State and its hellish agenda—precisely the opposite of the Revolutionary generation’s quest to free itself from government.
Let me propose an antidote for such sick genuflecting to the State and smearing of the Revolution’s most endearing hero: my novel Halestorm. There you’ll savor the true, incredibly thrilling story of Nathan Hale and of his devotion to liberty, not Leviathan. (Hint: Nathan probably never said the nationalistic words attributed to him, “I only regret that I have but one life to give for my country.”)
10:32 am on November 12, 2014
