The Last Revolution and The Lost Word
Lore has it that the lost word is “NO.”
I find irony in saying that “no” other word has the power of cycle disruption as “no”.
The Americans with Disabilities Act (ADA), over the last almost 6 years for me, has been my exercise of the word “NO.”
No, Judge, I will not allow you to stomp on the rights of the disabled without at least a measure of accountability.
No, Public School system, I will not let you bully minors with the disabilities of minority, while claiming that you are “educating” them. Educating children that the state can oppress them is a frightening norm in today’s society.
No, Employer, you cannot force an employee to prove they are not a direct threat when you have not followed the 7 criteria for asserting direct threat under the ADA.
Just last week, I said “NO”, you cannot stop me from recording to mitigate my disability and the disability of my client. They didn’t like it, but I observed as they consented to my doing so, after having repeatedly told me that I couldn’t. My version of “No,” versus their version of “No” ended in my version winning.
And yet, I am only one guy, with an axe to grind. Lindsay Davis Jr., claiming to be honorable, and Vance Bradford Long after him, claiming the same thing, wearing black robes of a priesthood of unaccountable government, told me “NO”, you cannot have justice in this “justice system.” And it set in motion this being that you know as me. The gall of someone demanding to be called “Your Honor” while hiding behind a concept of judicial immunity, and complete absence of accountability dared me to look this beast in the eyes. I do it daily.
First it crushed me. It did not kill me, however, and I took one more step. NO, I will not die today. I will take one more step. I will demand to be heard when a judge with a bastion of armed force at his or her whim threatens me intently. I will not shut up. NO.
I will not be afraid of the government that only has fear as it’s main tool. The oppression of the alleged masters depends my participation. I have disclaimed all such participation. I have said NO.
John Ross, in his book Unintended Consequences, which I highly recommend, had a plot line that included the line “After the first one the rest are free.” They can only kill you once. If you’re going to use the lost word, do so eagerly, with abandon, and know that you alone are responsible for your acquiescence to their fear, or your avoidance of it with the revolution that is damned deserved.
No. I will not praise the chains that are purported to be beneficial. No. I will not bow to an illegitimate authority, and any authority that is without accountability.
A while back, I wrote my mission statement. Here it is.
”If religion can issue directives based on whim, If gods can prescribe punishment without personal communication, If judges can demand honor, and jail those who dare challenge them, If nations can require loyalty without reciprocity, If police can kill or injure without fear of accountability, If courts demand respect without giving it, If all of these things are sacred, Then my mission in life is to embrace the profane.”
This is my NO statement. I live it. By the way, everything I do is ministry for the discovery of truth. I do not seek to harm anything other than the ego of the state. I do not seek to destroy anything other than the absolute rule that is without absolute accountability. I demand that a rule applied to me be equally applied to the person that is asserting that the rule is applicable. This is not a hard concept, unless you are exercising the religion of oppression, and then, it becomes an artifice of honor that is a clever cloak over the truth of terrorism, oppression, and with the latest acts of government national genocide.
The war has started. You either have your head buried, or you are aware. The ONLY thing we own is our choice.
I choose NO.
P.D., JAY V SHORE, in multiple capacities.