As I scrolled through my Facebook news feed, I discovered the following artwork here, being shared by the page, “The Pholosopher,” and originally posted it to my own wall, along with commentary…
“He moniters my money and takes out a part of my check since we live together. He spends much of it on himself but, sometimes, he buys me things, too. He’s just trying to take care of me.
He has lots of rules for me, even when I’m at home. He expects me to act a certain way or he will get physical with me even locking me in a room away from my friends and family while taking more of my money. He says he knows what’s best though and I feel like I don’t have much of a choice.
I know, it’s a lot to just take, but it’s for my protection! If I am assaulted by someone else he will get revenge and justice, hopefully. I mean, I’m not sure about much of what he does when he goes out, yeah, but at least he uses a little bit of what he takes for important things, I think! As long as I pay what he says I should and don’t cause too much trouble, I won’t end up poor and homeless.
I am concerned that he harasses kids and is often racist and violent. Sometimes, he really seems to hate homeless and poor people too, stealing blankets from them, threatening others if they feed the homeless without a permit… but he’s just trying to look out for everyone.
Come to think of it, I think he may be spying on me… reading my messages, tracking where I go and what sites I visit… but it’s for my safety, I guess.
He often shames me and threatens me when I speak up about my rights as a human being. In fact, sometimes he will ask his friends what should be done, then override what I want based on what his friends want instead. It’s just because they know what is best too, I guess.
All this pressure has made me feel anxiety. I am thinking about using cannabis for relief, but he is afraid it’s a ‘gateway drug,’ so he says I should take prescription drugs instead. I’ll get in HUGE trouble if he catches me with it, even if I’m not smoking it. I swear, it’s because he loves me! He doesn’t want me to be unhealthy!
Well, he used to be worse. He didn’t think women or minorities should have any say years ago! He’s changing. Slowly, but changing, in some ways. Besides, he’s not as bas as some others we know. I should be GRATEFUL!
“Dear reader, are you worried about this situation? Now, replace ‘he’ with ‘the State.’ And you will fully understand the evil that is government.” – The Pholosopher
My Commentary: The average Statist personality is made up of three parts Battered Serf Syndrome, two parts Stockholm Syndrome, one part worker bee, and one part jellyfish…