I know you’re loving this. But I also know how deep your defiant streak is. Be careful and keep your head on a swivel.

-Ajay

I’m not some kind of Libertarian that believes in rights, or a liberal or conservative government slave that believes in doing what he is told by his master. My fractional autonomy strategy is to coexist with the massive festering puss bag of civilization, where honor has no place, in such a way as to preserve my senses of self, spirit and honor.

Just like the criminals who are still quietly looting Baltimore and pouncing on the unaware, I have gamed the system. In fact, the entire neighborhood is doing it—the main drag a party until 9:30 with people walking around drinking in violation of container laws, knowing that the pigs—if they show up—will not do so until 10, and will stick to the primary roads as the party spreads down side streets. Tonight was a festive occasion with a huge number of white people on the street enjoying some freedom from the everyday tyranny of black muggers, who are busy looting stores and messing with the Pixie Dust Police department.

Yes, the curfew is unjust and rankles a bit, and is also ineffective, already being gamed to criminal advantage. I will find my freedom in bits and pieces somewhere, and most importantly between my ears.

If you are interested in my specific strategies and tactics read Taboo You, my handbook for being a subversively defiant asshole.