In quest for truth, I discover lies.
In hunt for freedom, I find myself.
In study of rulers, I evolve anarchist.
In rage for equality, I become vegan.
Left or Right
The political right classifies vegans as liberals and anarchists as left-leaning brats who can’t have their way; shallow notions, these.
Rights and lefts are political concepts created around the French Revolution to serve the aristocracy and capitalist classes, is no different today.
Lead or Follow
Whether for politics, sports, religions, or celebrities, there are those possessed by the insecure need to belong, to worship idols, and pay homage to a commonality. As if in response, there are those controlled by their psychopathic whims to own a drove of fawning followers. In the political arena of left and right, these dependently-troubled personalities come together, forming the guise of opposites serving the same oppressive structures.
There is life beyond the collar of politics. There is me. And other independently intellectual rebels who are neither left nor right. But apolitical. I am so fucking apolitical, I am Vegan with a capital vucking V.
I am amused hearing hoi polloi vehemently argue politics as if their freewill, welfare, and security rests on the shoulders of sovereigns who can’t govern their own gluttonous appetites. On the psychopathic quirks of capitalists and their politicians who follow the long line of tyrants and megalomaniacs risen from the demise of anarchy. And their gullible devotees imagining themselves having ownership in a country ruled—not lead—by maniacs and their sycophantic acolytes.
I stand at the expanse of human gullibility, glad my candle burns low, and laugh.
The Tolerant, Peace-Loving Left
Because I am tolerant, and because I am Vegan does not mean I advocate peace. Quite the contrary. Violence has its place in a world that speaks no other language. But not as aggression, and never at the expense of the vulnerable, weak, and disadvantaged of any species. Think animals. Think Palestine. And keep thinking.
I have obligation and responsibility to myself, some others, and the path I tread. Empowered by this honor, I keep myself mentally liberated and physically fit. Awareness. Exercise. Vegan diet. Drug, alcohol, and pharmaceutical free. And, like rednecks, dregs, and assheads, I too own guns, knives, and axes. But unlike these 2nd amendment predatory low-bloods, I will use my weapons only as a last resort of defense, if need be. However, this doesn’t place me on the side of the political right that I am armed. It positions me squarely aware of the violent, greedy resolve of humanity and the expectation of nothing but the worst from them as they have demonstrated throughout the ages, individually and collectively.
I’m reminded of Louis L’Amour’s adage in his western tales of lore (falsely attributed to Christian Slater), “It is better to have a gun and not need it than need one and not have it.”