Imagine if you will… A nation where an obscene number of violent criminal offenders, already in said nation illegally, are unceremoniously released back into the populace. Not the populace of their own country, here. Meanwhile, one of that nation’s own that served his nation faithfully is left in custody in another nation for what is, by all accounts, an honest mistake. In fairness, the Secretary of State has addressed this topic with the officials holding one of our fellow countrymen, but the nature of the conversation is currently unknown. Bear in mind, this nation responded in this fashion in the past. Well, there was this one exception.
A nation where the federal government seeks to implement several restrictions on the second amendment rights of the citizenry based on a perceived lack of necessity for certain weapons or ammo capacities and tragic, high profile mass murders. A federal government that apparently doesn’t feel as strongly where it’s concerned. Several federal agencies, many of which have no conceivable national security and minimal law enforcement justifications for existing, have been making ammunition purchases of disturbing quantities.
Where legislation, court decisions, and mass media campaigns revolve around an arbitrary, day to day definition of rights that can be pushed with an urgency as to often ignore the process. A place that touts freedom above all else. Yet the nation’s lawmakers and advocates can’t begin to tell you how many ways the State can imprison you or confiscate your wealth and property. That boasts (if only for a little longer) the world’s most robust economy and greatest economic opportunity in spite of a third of its citizens being out of the workforce, this for a tax code, and this many federal agencies. All of which have their own and intermingling regulatory labyrinths.
In this strange setting, where black is white, up is down, right is wrong, and wrong is right; the same person can feasibly call for complete legalization of a controlled substance while simultaneously calling for restrictions on sugar, fat, or tobacco (and now vapor). They can potentially post online their enthusiasm for government intercession in the field of lifesaving medicine as they tap their foot impatiently in the 47th place in line at the DMV. Multiple generations can live in the nation’s worst ghettos, vote into office the same political party for decades, and then continuously place the blame for the status of their neighborhood on another political party.
It is painful to witness, yet highly informative. A self-aggrandizing, self-loathing monster. Torn from its moorings and tossed about by the waves of whim until its only discernible direction is down. The only clemency one can find in its court of public opinion is its short attention span. The same attention span that provides camouflage to the predator. The perpetrator gets away using the victim’s own disinterest. Slowly, agonizingly, but surely. This is how a whole society commits suicide.
This is the twilight zone.