Must be something in the air way out West–perhaps the stench from Olympia–because multitudes there are defying tyranny! And their rebellion has encouraged patriots across the country: no less than three of LRC’s readers sent me stories about the revolts in one day!
From Kathleen comes an account of Mossyrock, a town that
passed an ordinance allowing businesses to stay open in defiance of Gov. Inslee’s COVID mandates. Mayor Randall Sasser argues that there’s little data to support keeping businesses closed, and that not all areas should be held to the same standard. …
“One of the interesting comments I made at our council meeting was that in Lewis County this year, we’ve had a total, as of today, of 14 deaths due to COVID, unfortunately,” he said. “But so far this year, we’ve had 10 suicides, and last year there was only three suicides in Lewis County. So when we look at the shutdowns and everything that’s happening and there’s no data that says the Mossyrock area … has any cases or deaths, why then should we suffer as a city and as citizens following the governor’s mandate?” …
Sasser … believes the approach that’s being taken in the state of Washington is more about control.
No!
“Early on, I thought it was a financial thing, but I believe it’s more of a control than anything else,” he said.
And I believe the old boy is onto something.
“I believe that they want to be able to control us and tell us what we need to do and get us accustomed to always following what they say. Because I believe that there is something bigger that they have planned to keep us under their thumb.”
Clearly, this mayor-cum-whistleblower has no higher political ambitions.
“First thing, I believe that they’re definitely going to try to get some sort of income tax to pay for all of the money that’s been printed,” he added. “I believe also that as people are just following whatever the governor says that it makes it easier for them to … pass legislation for gun control and that sort of thing.”
What’s more revolutionary: Sasser’s “conspiracy theory” or his protecting serfs from Inslee’s despotism?
Next, Kevin Akesson from Washington State informed me of a secession movement there. He explains, “This group has been organized for a few years now. Establishment leaders are well aware of it.“ Hmmm. I hope it’s more of a threat than that statement implies.
Finally, Jean cheered the news that a dissident in “SE Washington State” will host a mask-burning party:
On December 16th, in honor of those Bostonians who dressed like Indians (and thus committed a terrible hate crime) who had the audacity to dump King George’s tea into Boston Harbor rather than pay the King’s tax, I will be holding a Mask-Burning Party, my place, at 6:30 PM PDT. …
The colonists protested taxation without representation and the suspension of their rights as British subjects.
Me, I’m not protesting a damn thing.
I AM asserting my rights as a free American citizen. I have the right to free speech and the right to peacefully assemble. These are not rights conferred by government, nor are they rights the government can revoke; they are granted to me by a power greater than the government. I intend to exercise my rights fully, despite the unconstitutional edicts of Governor Inslee.
Whoa! Clearly not a product of the public educational gulag!
I further assert that I have the right to pursue happiness – and the non-scientific twaddle about masks gives me the sads. So, I’m going to burn some of mine in my front yard. That will make me happier. I’m inviting friends, all three of them, neighbors, and random passers-by.
The only people not invited? Well, the petty tyrants, of course. And, those folks who are in the danger zone for the WuFlu – elderly, one foot on a banana peel, the other in the casket. We’re Americans – we’re capable of good judgment. (Most of the time and when it counts, that is.) This flu is dangerous to one group. Toast us from afar, please, and we’ll return the compliment.
If you can’t make it to my Mask-Burning Party, I understand. Wednesday nights are a tough party night, and I live in the middle of nowhere, the epitome of fly-over, drive-around, you can’t get here territory. So, consider having party of your own. The Boston Tea Party wasn’t the only event of its kind – there were similar splashes up and down the Eastern Seaboard. Go wild, have your own party, laugh at the progs, remind them of who and what you are .
Ornery. Independent. Americans.
This Ornery, Independent American seconds his motion. May bonfires of masks burn from one coast of this formerly free country to the other! “Remember, remember/The sixteenth of December…”!
And brew a pot of tea, too.
7:19 pm on December 10, 2020
