Put aside the NSA and CIA. Think a few minutes about the US Secret Service.
A group of thousands of men and women spending an undisclosed amount of money on the most sophisticated weaponry and security apparatus available, and who, on a whim, exercise military control over the population – try crossing the street when the motorcade is within a mile of you in downtown DC, for example. All this to protect the class of people who make the rules that determine how you will or may live your life, guarding the people who ceremoniously and self righteously grant you permission to do this or that, but only within those certain guidelines spelled out in a code of laws that consumes hundreds of thousands of printed pages that are indecipherable to any single person. They enforce the law that makes it a felony to threaten to hurt the POTUS or any elected federal official – can you say thought crime? – but if you smoke too much weed or advertise your raw milk for sale in the wrong state, you will be shot if you run when they come for you with the handcuffs.
What do they fear? Isn’t the Secret Service their admission that they’re benevolent front is a fraud? Similarly, what’s the need for hundreds of super secret meetings – in Congress, in the White House, all over DC – about how to spend your money, how much of it to take from you on April 15th, which person to kill with a drone strike, or who will be appointed to this judgeship or that cabinet position? Why, for the love of Pete, conduct secret meetings about a web site meant to make it easier/cheaper to see a doctor for a sore throat or a triple by-pass? Secret meetings about what border crossings are legal and which are not? Secret meetings about who gets to build the next Air Force One?
Secrecy – who is protected by secrecy? What purpose does it serve? Is it like keeping a surprise party secret from the birthday boy? Is it about national security? Yeah, right. They are deciding how they will force YOU to live YOUR life under THEIR thumb, and they’ve made it illegal for you to have information about their deliberations, because it’s “classified.” And, you’re supposed to tell them thank you, to honor them by addressing them as Senator, Congressman and MISTER President, as they live the high life spending your money. You’re meant to believe the lie that what they do is properly called “public service” and that they are selfless, angelic creatures dispensing goodies to the underprivileged who would, apparently, be destitute if left to fend for themselves or to rely on the benevolence of ‘ordinary’ people who have neither the proper training to be good community organizers nor the guns to enforce their version of compassion.
Make ‘em get their own life. Elect yourself to take back yours.