There’s no doubt that the various wars (against “terror,” some drugs, and poverty) at the central/imperial level are more worrying than the small tyrannies at the local government level, yet these last ones are often more visible and I find them quite annoying. Walk into a dry cleaner and you’ll quickly see certificates from the state’s environmental inspector, one for each employee. After picking up your shirts you go to the grocery store, where you’ll find all kinds of goodies that range from a liquor license to a certificate of occupancy. On to the gas station. Here we shall be … Continue reading Don’t Confiscate My Walls