Prepetorial #25: No Exit Ahead

by John Galt
January 24, 2012 17:00 ET

It has been a few years since I wrote the initial 24 part Prepetorial series and I feel like I never really finished the writings with a climatic finish. I remind everyone that the first portion in italics is a fictional account of a potential future event and how I perceive one might prepare for that situation. While the technology exists for everything described in the fictional portion below, the legal implementation indicated in the story has not happened.

Yet.

  Our Ford Explorer smoothly drifted off the ramp as my wife and I approached the toll booth and inspection station. Unfortunately for us, the tone of the transponder changed from a clear, short beep to an almost annoying broken non-stop squeal as the flashing sign ahead said “White Ford SUV tag number 98V X3L Florida, pull into the inspection lane.

“Sigh, now what?” is all that I could think to myself. As I wheeled my Ford around to the inspection line, the shock hit my wife's face and then mine in very short order. In the past when there was an issue, it was just a Florida State Patrol officer checking insurance and sometimes inspecting vehicles which appeared unsafe. The shock of the mess around the concrete barriers caused us both to gasp, but there was not much time to do more than that.

“YOU, IN THE WHITE SUV, HANDS ON THE STEERING WHEEL AND THE DASH VISIBLE AT ALL TIMES!!!!”, the voice screamed out through the bullhorn. There were two men wearing solid black uniforms pointing M-16 at us as if we were criminals. One of the men turned around as he walked around the front of our Explorer and I could see the large lettering spelling out “DHS Police” on the back of his uniform. My wife started to shake as she put her hands on the dashboard while I slowly put my other hand on the steering wheel in plain sight. An officer wearing some sort of personal armor and high tech camera gear on his helmet walked up to the driver's side window.

“ROLL DOWN YOUR WINDOW, NOW”, he barked out. I slowly moved my left hand to the door and pressed the button to roll the window down. After it stopped its descent, I put my hand slowly back on the steering wheel, looked slowly to my left and asked him, “What can I do for you officer?”

  The DHS Policeman was not amused. He barked out, “DO YOU KNOW WHY YOU ARE HERE? YOU HAVE VIOLATED YOUR AREA TRANSPORTATION RESTRICTIONS FOR JULY 2014. YOU RECEIVED A NOTICE IN YOUR EMAIL AND SURFACE MAIL FROM THE DEPARTMENT OF TRANSPORTATION REGION SIXTEEN TSA ENFORCEMENT OFFICER REMINDING ALL RESIDENTS OF YOUR COUNTY THAT TRAVEL WAS RESTRICTED TO ONE HUNDRED MILES FROM YOUR RESIDENCE. YOU ARE CURRENTLY ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-SEVEN MILES FROM YOUR HOME LOCATION. THIS IS A CLASS TWO FELONY. DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE NATURE OF THE CRIME I AM ARRESTING YOU FOR?”

  After ten minutes of this jerk's attitude, the guns being pointed at us, and the nonsense he spewed, I lost my temper. “Look you snot nosed piece of crap,” I yelled, “I never got a letter, an email, or a notice of any type. I can not help it if my mother-in-law lives so far away but you pieces of crap think that we are not going to visit family and friends. I observed the curfew restrictions, I purchased the mandatory transponder for interstate and U.S. Highway driving, I purchased the fuel monitoring tag as required by law but you expletives seem to think that we can be herded around like sheep to the slaughter to accommodate your little Nazi fantasies.” Before I could utter another word, everything went black.

When I woke up, I was in the back of a truck with one small window in the rear. My wife and I were restrained with handcuffs attached to a ring in the seat assembly between us. Still groggy, I looked over at my shrieking wife who was now crying uncontrollably and asked her what happened. “You bastard, you couldn't shut up,” she yelled at me through the tears, “they tasered you then strip searched me. Tore our car apart then impounded it. You had to resist and smart off, didn't you? I've never been so humiliated in my life. Do you know what it is like to be stripped down with six other couples in the middle of police inspection area and scanned? You've ruined our lives!”

Far fetched? Ask Senator Rand Paul who just had a horrifying experience at the hands of the Transportation Security Administration and their Soviet like efficiency. The fact of the matter is that the Patriot Act, and by default, the departments and extensions of the act have created the very police state that Ron Paul, the ACLU, Libertarians, and Constitutional supporters like Judge Andrew Napolitano have been warning about for years. Yet most Americans have been sufficiently conditioned to the point where their only meek response is that this is all just one big “necessary evil” to insure the safety of the public.

Really? Major Nidal Malik Hassan was able to access a point of national security interests despite the concerns of military security personnel and murder thirteen soldiers. Was he flying? No. Boarding a Greyhound bus? No. Driving down Interstate I-95? No. The government would have one believe that being exposed to dangerous levels of radiation, submitting your DNA, and exposing one's personal history and beliefs is not just a requirement to fly or drive, but soon to hold a job, purchase goods, or have the privilege of living in the United States of America.

There are only two courses of action acceptable to endure the coming final implementation of the police state that has been constructed over the last dozen years. First, one must accept the inevitability of this event moving into the mainstream and the masses encouraging and participating without resistance to the new programs about to be implemented. The conditioning of fliers at TSA check points is the same methodology the Fascists of Italy, Nazis in Germany, and Soviets of the USSR implemented to a lesser degree to scare citizens into compliance. Americans have become an easier mark thanks to the distractions of perceived freedom and willingness to trade liberty for security in exchange for a few technological trinkets to occupy their minds.

Second, the options are very, very limited and this understanding will help the independent minded citizen decide on the best course of action. If you live in a major city or suburb with a population in excess of 50,000 people, you have less than two years to exit, set up new roots in a smaller community, and escape the coming storm. The government has carefully executed a plan where the Department of Homeland Security (DHS) has issued unfunded mandates and grants forcing transportation departments, transportation companies, and municipal governments to implement new programs to create a surveillance infrastructure. This new infrastructure allows not just local governments to have oversight and security monitoring capacities, but the State and Federal government to maintain instantaneous real time intelligence gathering on citizens and “threats.”

This leaves the willingness to sacrifice modern convenience for freedom, a harder life for a life of comfort; something ninety percent of our nation's inhabitants would shun by choice. The Constitution is not important to them nor to your neighbors when it comes to selling you out for privileges and special considerations in the new order. As disorder expands with the social order being shattered, the masses will demand a firmer hand, just like they did in Nazi Germany, Pinochet's Chile, and of course the disintegration of the Soviet Union. For a better app for their iPad or iPhone, most individuals will sacrifice freedoms our forefathers fought for and took for granted. The choice facing you, the person who wishes to prepare for this soon to occur dark turn in our nation's future, is that of those who cried as they fled the Chinese Communists in Tibet, the slaughter of the Arab Spring, or the mass murders in Southeast Asia after American politicians surrendered Vietnam to the Godless Marxists of that era:

Stay and enjoy your iLife or flee to prepare in a region with more liberty, praying we can rebuild this nation based on its origins at a future date.