Ownership

I thought we'd have a look at the concept of ownership. There seem to be many myths about it.

The biggest clue regarding who owns what depends on who or what the item is registered with.

First, let's find out what the word means.

Classical Latin-regerere-to carry back, to bear, to rule. Or registrum-to list, to record.

Some examples:

If you registered your childs birth, you gave title to the Crown and their agents, the government. If you doubt that, perhaps you can explain why the government snatches 62 children every single day, ostensibly to care for them? I have met many of those that the government cared for. They are all damaged goods, having endured either sexual, physical or psychological abuse. You do not own your children. Your job as a parent is to keep them in good health, feed and clothe and educate them until they turn into tax slaves at 16.

If you registered your car with the DVLA, you gave title to them. If you doubt that, ask yourself how they can take away a £25,000 car and crush it because you didn't buy £200 worth of road tax? You are the registered keeper. It is up to you to maintain it, insure it, tax it, and drive it according to their rules and regulations. You do not own your car.

If you registered your weapon(s) with the police, you handed title to them at the same time. They can, will, and do, turn up whenever they please to inspect them, check on your ammunition stocks, and they can and will take it (them) away from you if they so desire.

If you have a National Insurance Number you are registered with the government. They own you. If you doubt that, perhaps you should ask how they can help themselves to huge chunks of the money you earn? Try to do anything without an NI number and life will be tough for you. You need it for almost everything: dentists need it, doctors need it, employers need it, accident & emergency will need it to deal with you (although they may wait until they have you on a ward), the dole office need it, as does your bank or building society if you intend to lend money off them.

If you have a mortgage the home will not be yours at the end of the term. Check the small print. No, not in the deeds. Read the Cestui Que Vie Act of 1540 and 1666. All your stuffs is belong to them. The clearest title to your home, the ground below it, and the airspace above it, can be achieved by acquiring Allodial Title to your property. To the best of my knowledge, Allodial Title is available to all in Scotland and a handful of states in the USA. If you wish to test this, simply don't pay a bill for a few months. They will come for the money, and if they can't get it, they will take your home away from you. Big surprise: an Englishman's home is NOT his castle. It belongs to the Crown.

If you have lost a loved one, their death must be registered. In some ways this is a sad day for the Crown. They just lost a taxpayer. This does not stop them from robbing the corpse though, does it? Death and taxes, the government loves both. Both are money-spinners for them.

If you want to vote, (I have decided that I will not vote ever again), you must register. Try getting into a polling station to tick a box without having first ticked all of their boxes. Ain't gonna happen.

The government (Crown) owns you lock, stock and barrel. It owns your kids. It owns your house. It owns your car. It owns your guns. It owns your passport. It owns your driving license. It owns your life.

Just out of interest, (no pun intended here), the bank owns your money. When you lodge it with them it becomes theirs. Nice, eh? If you doubt that, try popping down there today to get it all out. You have to apply (beg) for permission up to a week before you turn up to withdraw your cash.

I keep saying that the government owns nothing. They have no money. They produce nothing. They steal from those that do produce. They do not own any buildings, they do not own any land. It is (supposedly) all ours. The buildings are ours, the land is ours, every weapon the army, navy and air force have are ours. All the ships, submarines, all the nukes, all the aircraft, all the military camps and bases. All ours.

And here is the dichotomy: if the government (Crown) owns me and everything I have or hold dear, how can I, a human being, own anything at all? How can I ever be truly free? How can I do anything other than cause a ruckus? If they want to, and they do this over 100 times a year, they can end my life. They never get punished, they don't even lose those cushy jobs. Their pensions are safe while families lie in tatters with one of their number dead in the cold, cold ground.

Somedays, and this is one of them, I wish I knew nothing at all. Prior to the smoking ban arriving, uninvited, here in Scotland, I was the epitome of the blissfully ignorant. When I discovered how they lied and cheated to bring in nasty, vindictive, childish legislation to deprive 15 million people of somewhere warm, dry and safe to set fire to their tobacco, my course was set.

I started digging and I haven't stopped. Not for six years. Each "gem" I unearth shocks me. Each new revelation brings with it a rage I never knew I had. All my life I had taken people at face value, and yes, I got bitten on occasion, but mostly I didn't. I had a trust in other people, particularly doctors, scientists, politicians, even royalty, that I am now dreadfully ashamed of. It actually pains me when I think how automatically I gave my respect to these vermin. Liars. Every man jack of them.

And so my game goes on. It must. I must. Every time one of us says "No more. They win", it is a tragic loss to us. We must all fight the only fight worth getting a bloodied nose for. We must all be Awkward Sods. We must derail them. We must distrust them. We must disrespect them. We must distrain and we must distress them.

We owe it to all of those who are slaves. They will remain enslaved unless we free them.

Does that sound like a worthy way to complete a life? I was an ignorati for 44 shameful years. I intend to make up for that. I intend to fight for change.

For fundamental change. For life-altering change. Historic change.

I'll do it for you, I'll do it for me, and I'll do it for the countless numbers of ignorati to come.

Because, and here is the point, someone has to.

CR.