So I went to the store yesterday to get some cigars; and all over the place were posted these notices with the headline, “By Order of the Governor.”
What? Had I blundered into a World War II movie set in occupied France? I’ve lived in this state all my life and up till now, never, never, never saw any sign that read, “By Order of the Governor.”
Achtung! Anyone failing to obey the orders of the Kommandant will be shot!
It’s all coronavirus horse-schiff, of course. You must wear your masks! You must stand six feet apart! You must obey all orders!
This is what happens when our bosses–I can’t bear to call them “leaders,” trying as hard as I can not to follow them–lose all fear of the people. Our country’s founders hoped to spare us that, but even their wisest constitutional provisions are no match for the acting out of Original Sin.
We need to give those office-holders back their fear. For as long as they despise us, they’ll abuse us.