This image is for Steve Kubby, who chose to unfriend me over the double damned nerve of mine to laugh at his ridiculous images comparing discussion of weapons deaths in the US to Hitler celebrating the banning of guns in Nazi Germany. I invoked Godwin’s Law at the comparison. For that, and for the gall that I had in rejecting truther anomaly-hunting with a link to eye-witness accounts of the Pentagon impact, I was blocked. Then he commented on the status that the image was a prelude to.
Mr. Steele has issued a public statement whining about me unfriending him, even though he was told exactly why he was unfriended, before that action was taken. Moreover, he refused to view any of the video report which was the basis of our discussion. If his post is any indication, it would appear that Mr. Steele has a difficult time separating fact from fiction. Here is what he was told about my removing him from my list of FB friends:Steve Kubby
“Apparently Mr. Steele has never heard of Operation Mockingbird or the revelations of the investigation by Senator Frank Church that proved the CIA can easily have stories published like the ones he offers as some kind of proof in support of the Government’s version. I went to his FB page and sure enough he is a gun grabber. How these folks ever end up on my FB friend list is a mystery to me, since I usually only accept friends I know or people who are friends of my friends. I doubt Mr. Steele is either and I am unfriending him.”
I’ve heard of most of what passes for an explanation in conspiracy fantasy circles. What I have always found startling is that people who are convinced that the government is incapable of doing basic services without constant help, can also manage to craft and keep secret the most complex conspiracy cover ups ever seen in history. It would take someone who is stoned most of his life to buy into the kind of illogic represented in these theories. Mr. Kubby is forgiven for this, because he has a medical need. I’m not sure all his friends qualify.
If all it takes to qualify as a gun grabber in Mr. Kubby’s book is being willing to admit that guns are far too available in the US, and that we as citizens of a free society should be able to discuss these subjects like adults and make decisions that improve our communities, then I will proudly wear that label.
Finally, since this is my fucking wall (and my comments remain public, unlike Mr. Kubby’s) I’d like to reiterate the salient point here. I friended Mr. Kubby ages ago because he was asking for support in his legal fight. His conversation then was about drug legalization, and I continue to embrace ending the Insane War on Drugs. I did not realize that there was a litmus test across all subjects that required that I agree with all his stands in order to be his friend. My friends know that I’m open to discussion of all topics and don’t pull punches just because someone disagrees with some facet of my political belief. A political movement, like libertarianism, either welcomes all comers and expands to encompass the views that align with it; or it withers and dies because those who self-identify as libertarian cannot bear to allow new people to taint the purity of the ideology. In the spirit of this truism, I have endeavored, always, to come to grips with what the average American seems to be concerned with, attempting to find ways to adapt the ideas of freedom and individualism to the changing world we live in.
Currently, there is a debate raging (and it is a real debate amongst real Americans, not some mock discussion foisted on us by the media in an attempt to disarm us all for take-over by the New World Order) concerning weapons in our midst that are a danger to us all, and what we should do about this. This is a real problem that will require real solutions. The ideologues and profiteers would prefer to leave things as they are; the ideologues because they see the course before us as the wrong direction and wish to move back in time, and the profiteers because there’s always money to be made from people who are afraid. I have consistently called foul on those who think that we can somehow move back in time; that there was some previous time that was better than today.
…and I really don’t give a damn about where the profiteers think they will find profit. I’m interested (as I’ve also said before) in how systems fail, and why, so that these errors can be corrected for the benefit of future generations. That outlook is what living in the here and now requires, not opining about what is ideal, and hoarding the diminishing political scraps that are all that remains of the movement created by our predecessors in libertarian circles.
That is the salient point. Growing with time, instead of shrinking with age. Something the LP should give some serious thought to. Mr. Kubby can go gnaw his bones of bitterness hiding his posts from public eye. Makes no difference to me if I meet his purity test or not. He’s the one who has to come to my wall and cast aspersions, not vice versa.
That was one of the links I posted that was related to the conspiracy fantasies that I found on Mr. Kubby’s wall. Conspiracy fantasies that (mercifully) I can now no longer access.
Editor’s note, 2019. A few years ago (2017) I stumbled across this entry on Facebook and linked a few more articles for Steve Kubby’s perusal, since I knew he would get a notification of the activity. Poking the sleeping dog is a thing that I find amusing, on occasion.
…but he never rose to the bait and then I forgot all about this little disagreement, until a few months ago when Mr. Kubby finally went through his messenger message requests and noticed that I had written him a message seven years previously.
The lapse was understandable. I only noticed that there was a thing called message requests a few years ago myself. I’m not sure when Facebook inserted themselves between me and people who wanted to contact me. I’m not even sure I care that they do that, I just wish they had bothered to tell me they were doing it before just going ahead and doing it. There are a bunch of people out there that I don’t want to talk to. Most of them that I know on Facebook are already on my ever-expanding block list.
Mr. Kubby isn’t on my block list because I remained hopeful that in a moment of sober contemplation he might understand just how crazy it is to believe that more guns will solve the problem of there being too many guns in American society. I still don’t know if that moment has occurred, because he only gave me the ubiquitous Facebook thumb’s up that could mean equal parts of I agree and fuck you. Which is the conversational equivalent of the Southernism “Well bless your little heart.”
My mystification for how to explain that thumb’s up took the shape of this article.
Which also got the cryptic thumb’s up in response. And so it goes. At least I finally put the two ends of the argument together into one seamless event. It is closure, after a fashion. Closure, like finally seeing the beginning of that movie that you’ve seen the middle of a dozen times on HBO. At least I know how it all began now. I can finally quit trying to figure out how the whole thing started and get on with poking the next sleeping dog.