It bereaves me that I will probably not live to see the unconstitutional war on some drugs thrown into the fascist dustbin of history. In the words of Captain Redlegs from The Outlaw Josey Wales, “Doin’ right ain’t got no end.”
That cold-blooded sentence is the motto of every tyrant — indeed of most rulers — in the world. That belief is ancient: both Jesus and Aesop noticed that tyrants always call themselves benefactors. As it is with rulers (who are the most prolific killers of all), it is with murderers: all must justify what they do, rationalize it to themselves. Murderers do their crimes for their own selves; rulers always claim it is for the greater good. “I’m from the government,” goes the old but scarily true joke, “and I’m here to help you.” You may think you are, but, no, you’re not!
“Of all tyrannies, a tyranny sincerely exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive. It would be better to live under robber barons than under omnipotent moral busybodies. The robber baron’s cruelty may sometimes sleep, his cupidity may at some point be satiated; but those who torment us for our own good will torment us without end for they do so with the approval of their own conscience.” C.S. Lewis