Who Is John Galt?

atlasIt rings throughout the novel Atlas Shrugged like a cry for a savior.  The people confused, lost and broken down by the world.  It was a cry from the hopeless as if to laugh off the crushing weight of the world, a cry of despair from walking corpses.

The question we should be asking is not who is John Galt, but where is he?  Where can we find him?  I know the answer to that.  We can all be John, we just need to stop sitting here asking ourselves questions when it is the world we need to be asking the questions from.  It is us who needs to stand up and stop waiting for some savior who will never come and become the saviors of our country and our world.

Stand the hell up people!  The politicians are taking everything they can from us and expect us to be thankful for the scraps they leave, the scraps we fight over like dogs under their masters table.  We let the same people who either directly caused or facilitated all the problems in this country come up with the ways to “fix” it.  If they really know how to fix the problems they wouldn’t have let them happened in the first place.  They did it on purpose so they could extend their control over us!  Like lambs to the slaughter we march willingly to our own enslavement.

We don’t fight over what is really constitutional or not we only fight to game the system in our favor.  Yeah we play the constitution only when is serves our ends but refuse to complain when we get some of the leftovers from the politicians tables.  We bend and rape the constitution at will in order to get the most out of our fellow citizens and when the constitution doesn’t look like it will help us out we just make up rights or just ignore the thing altogether.

The honest men will always lose until we stand up and fight back.  We need to take back our rights and Freedoms, we need to fight tooth and nail, till our voices give out and every last drop or our blood is spent.

From the novel Atlas Shrugged:

“If you saw Atlas, the giant who holds the world on his shoulders, if you saw that he stood, blood running down his chest, his knees buckling, his arms trembling but still trying to hold the world aloft with the rest of his strength, and the greater his effort the heavier the world bore down upon his shoulders–what would you tell him to do?”

“I…don’t know. What…could he do? What would you tell him?”

“To shrug.”

We are Atlas, enslaved by politicians and bureaucrats.  The self described intellectuals who think they know how to run our lives better than we do.  The leaches who us the government to steel our hard earned money. We listen to the self appointed prophets who think they know all and are never wrong, even if it’s only in their own minds.  They are gods unto themselves and they feel we owe them our lives.  We did not listen to the words of Thomas Sowell when he warned us in “The Vision of the Anointed” of our prophets folly and of their arrogance:

“The presumed irrationality of the public is a pattern running through many, if not most or all, of the great crusades of the anointed in the twentieth century–regardless of the subject matter of the crusade or the field in which it arises. Whether the issue has been ‘overpopulation,’ Keynesian economics, criminal justice, or natural resource exhaustion, a key assumption has been that the public is so irrational that the superior wisdom of the anointed must be imposed, in order to avert disaster. The anointed do not simply happen to have a disdain for the public. Such disdain is an integral part of their vision, for the central feature of that vision is preemption of the decisions of others.”

Who are we?  We are the “Irrational Public”.  Why should we have a say in our lives?  We are just told to follow these men blindly, for who are we but slaves and they want to be our masters.  What can I say, no one listened to poor Cassandra the true prophet.  Why should we listen to the voices in the wilderness when we can just keep marching toward the slaughter with the false smiles of ignorance on our faces?

Wake up people!  Wake up and shrug off the people who seek to enslave us!  Nurture the fire in your hearts and souls and fight back, reclaim your rights, reclaim your lives!

“I swear by my life and my love of it that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine.”

That is the Oath we must take. It is the Oath that should be inscribed on the hearts of all free men, even tattooed onto your soul.  We cannot live much longer as slaves for scum who proclaim themselves our betters.

Who is with me?


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  1. Count me in, hopefully more and more of us will figure it out and take back our freedom.

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