A Secession of One | |
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I'm a late-twenties Male who has grown weary of the demands of modern-day American society. Emphasis once was on family, God, and patriotism. Now the important things in life are self, money, and pleasure. A man could once take pride in providing for himself. The satisfaction of a well-stocked pantry in the comfort of a warm home used to be all that was needed. Now we need countless gizmos and gagets, an infinite amount of subscriptions to seldom-used services, showy things to flash at our friends (and enemies) and high-paying jobs to cover all the credit card payments. I no longer wish to participate in such an economy. My personal motto has always been "Live in the world, but not of the world." It's a well-known bible quote. While its purpose is to help the Christian live a better life in a sin-filled world, it's also appropriate to those who can no longer tolerate modern-day American economics. Paying for things you don't need with money you don't have. I can no longer do it. Having subscriptions to services, magazines, and television channels you don't really need or have use for. I can no longer do it. Eating food grown on factory farms thousands of miles away, while a local farmer who provides a better quality product suffers. I can no longer do it. Relying solely on trust in the grocer that my food will be there when it is needed, and that on-demand delivery will never fail. I can no longer do it. Putting work ahead of family and religion. I never have done it, and I never will! The American family is dying at the hands of the economy we unwillingly participate in. An economy that has turned into a cesspool of greed, gambling, and cheating. Capitalism can only work if its participants operate with a sense of fairness and morality. Today's businessmen have only one goal: Maximum profit at minimal cost. Therefore, I am making a secession of one from American society. Call me a recluse, call me a hermit, call me whatever you want. I will grow whatever I can on my good-sized city lot (poor as the dirt may be) and provide for myself what I can. I will hunt and fish for my own meat when possible, and buy locally if I can't. Only in unavoidable circumstances will I purchase the cuttings from bags of factory-made meat jello. Those who wish to contact me can do so by the following:
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My son, fear the LORD and the king; Do not associate with those given to change; For their calamity will rise suddenly, and who knows the ruin those two can bring? -- Proverbs 24:21-22 In the United States there is more space where nobody is than where anybody is. That is what makes America what it is. | |