Yes, overthrow any tyrannical administration. It says it in the Declaration of Independence, it's not only ones right, but ones duty to take down an abusive government, & replace it w/ one that is in line w/ the law of the people. Or something to that effect.

Does that include the DMV?

You'd be surprised my friend, that's all I'll say about that.

Well, I'm not about to go in with guns blazing at the DMV. Or the White House! They may both piss me off but I'm no crazy postal gunslinger.

I'm only pro-California succession. I could give a fuck about the White House.

The gun argument strikes me as ridiculous, and I don't understand why more people in America don't share gmku's moderate opinion on guns (that is, respect/ admiration/ necessity in context, but not for everyone).

Weed country! Hell, yeah.

Because most Americans have been brainwashed to fear everything and everybody. The gun argument is based on fear.

I would say, more closed minded.

Well, when you have police kick in yr door & rob you, you might think differently. & this truly has happened to me. No joking here.

obviously, the answer to a bit of trouble with the police is to start a gun battle with them

I have a little DMV story. So I'm registering my new car this morning for plates etc. This involves going to one building in one part of town to pick up a bill for the property taxes on the car in one office of the building and then walking down a hallway to another office where I pay the bill. That's step one (or 1a and 1b).

After I pay this property tax bill, they give me a receipt to take to the DMV building across town. There I need to show reams of paperwork, of course, not only the receipt but the title, my proof of insurance, a bill of sale, and such. I also have to fill out a new form that copies all the information on these other forms.

Okay, I get this far, wait my turn in line, get to my window, and the clerk questions my bill of sale. She thinks it's a copy and she needs an original. I think, "Aw fuck," and say thank you and leave, and as I get to the car it hits me--no, this IS an original bill of sale, it just looks like a copy because it's all in black ink on a black xeroxed form, but we, the seller and I, filled everything out on the form in black ink. I remember this distinctly now, but I call the seller and confirm this, then walk back in.

I explain what happened to the greeter at the door, and she takes a verrryyy careful look at this piece of paper. "Well, it's really hard to tell," she says. "Could be a copy, or could be an original." I tell her it's an original, look at the ink in my signature, she gives me a new number that puts me at the head of the line.

I get a new clerk this time who doesn't even bat an eye at the bill of sale.

What the fuck.

There's a guy in work who's giving me a bit of gip. And a policeman stopped me recently to ask tell me I should wear a bike helmet the other day. I'm well gonna gat up their arses.

Ha ha. Yeah, that will get you real far. I'm sure everyone wins those.

The revolution will free us from bureaucracy!

It's totally obvious that everyone in America feels like killing each other.

They have since the beginning. We're founded in violence.

It might help if we had a queen to give us moral purpose and direction like you guys got.

they're looking for you, gmku. They don't like you. You gotta go.

You misquoted me. I was responding to pbradley before you posted.

& drop the gmku digs, they're getting old.

I don't care, you gotta go. Your time has come.