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Originally Posted by mixedmedia
Is there a plan? Is there some kind of comprehensive, yet secret, society that is prepared with strategies and registries and organized hierarchies and, most importantly, a follow-up plan?? (Ya! Gotta have one of those! Trust me!)
Or is it just a vague idea? A picture in the mind of defending your family with your trusty rifle through the broken-out window in your living room while a US tank rolls up into your front yard?
I'm really curious to know. And, in fact, in order to buy this idea I need to be sold on it as one that is grounded in rational, practical thought.
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Well I don't know that I'm a good source for rational, practical thought, but I will say this: I have a plan. Myself and some close friends have a plan to deal with a situation that requires action (not necessarily armed). I myself don't own a gun, and I'd have to say I have limited experience firing one, though I wasn't half bad when I did.
No, our plans don't assume it will be the US government or anyother entity, but whatever it might be, Andorra invading, Aliens landing, the installation of an absolute monarchy... The plan would be to impede any efforts to subjugate the country, and the goal would be restoring a sovereign constitutional US government.
But there is nothing secret about it. I am very above board in standing by the oath I took to defend the country against all comers, foreign and domestic. I don't remember '...until my four years are up.' being part of it.
At the risk of romanticizing too much:
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The Partisan, by Leonard Cohen
When they poured across the border I was cautioned to surrender,
this I could not do; I took my gun and vanished.
I have changed my name so often, I've lost my wife and children
but I have many friends, and some of them are with me.
An old woman gave us shelter, kept us hidden in the garret,
then the soldiers came; she died without a whisper.
There were three of us this morning I'm the only one this evening
but I must go on; the frontiers are my prison.
Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing, through the graves the wind is blowing,
freedom soon will come; then we'll come from the shadows.
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