[998] Of take heart, libertarians

Several of my friends told me that I could be excessively pessimistic sometimes. I assure them that it’s not my nature to be as such but rather, my environment forces me to be as one. As a green observing the degradation of the environment on daily basis, at the same time, as a libertarian witnessing the trampling of liberty almost everyday in this country, life is hard for me to swallow. It’s doubly hard for me when I see my friends giving up the fight for liberty and migrating away to freer lands abroad, leaving me and the rest behind to fight a war all alone.

Whenever I see friends or even strangers migrating away, saying they have undergone enough injustice, I become bitter. Even envious at times. After all the implicit agreements to come to each other’s aid in the face of gross injustice, appealing to camaraderie based on liberty, quitting the fight by migrating away is a breach of that agreement. Of course, I fully agree that a person’s free to do whatever he so wishes with his person and property as long as he respects others’ liberty to do the same, as any libertarian would say, but trust is something fragile. Once broken, it takes time to rebuild. Disappointment takes toll on trust.

Though you’re leaving this land behind, looking forward for better future abroad, where life is systematically fairer, where liberty is relatively cherished, pursuing happiness that all libertarians dream of, at the very least, don’t forget those of us that choose to guard a bastion of freedom in this liberty-forsaken land. Come to our aid when need be. Stay true to your words, even if you choose to leave, for liberty’s under assault and we need every man available to guard the wall of our fort from tyrannical individuals.

Have you not the heart for sympathy for us? Are you apathetic to the pain your fellow libertarians undergo while defending liberty? Have you seen the oppressed of the past? We, right here, right now, are the oppressed and you and I know that.

The grass is greener on the other side, that much I admit and I do appreciate why you’re leaving. For I myself have experienced liberty in foreign land. It’s a path that I’ve gone through and can never turn back. The aftertaste is too strong to ignore. Once tasted, one forever longs for it the moment one parts from it. I truly understand that feeling. I had the chance to do the same thing, I could have adopted a faraway free land as my first home. I could have but something calls me back and that call places a burden on me to man the fort.

For those that plan to migrate away, please, I beg you, lend me your ears. Do not leave this land behind. However discouraging the situation might be, all isn’t lost yet. Hear me. For every bastion we surrender, is another bastion for tyranny!

Take heart, libertarians, friends. Take heart and stay. For if we make our stand, Fort Liberty shall stand proudly even amidst relentless bombardment. For if we make our stand together, we shall turn the tide that tyranny has forced upon us.