Posted on 02/28/2013 4:22:37 AM PST by Timber Rattler
Since people started living in communities, there’s been tension between the rulers and the ruled.
That became particularly acute when America reintroduced the concept of self-government 237 years ago.
Bob Buckley reports on Eustace Conway, a Boone man who says he just wants to be free from the government and its rules.
(Excerpt) Read more at myfox8.com ...
Bottom line: Join the collective or else go to jail!
“Synopsis: Boone, North Carolina man moves up into the mountains and builds his own primitive yet impressive homestead, quietly lives there without any problems, and now the local government is poking its nose into his business and wants to tear it all down.
Bottom line: Join the collective or else go to jail!”
REAL Bottom Line: “Do not TREAD on me!”
I did not watch it but undoubtedly he is being zinged for no septic system...having only an outhouse. Zinged for other infractions too
yet if he were amish or moooslim - it would be a non issue
There are so many regulations today that building a house or commercial building, relocating a mobile home, tending to a pond on one’s property, etc., makes one almost throw their hands in the air and give up. Frustrating.
He lives in paradise and they are jealous!
That’s God’s country up there. Beautiful area.
But ASU is very popular and has expanded significantly as has the business community to support the burgeoning student population. Throw in a lot of people retiring and recreating in the surrounding area, an abundance of elder “hippies”, a good supply of liberals (professors/students), a couple of very strict police departments (campus & local), not to mention the “locals” that are from hardy, independent mountain stock...you’re going to get some head-butting.
http://www.inquisitr.com/548293/mountain-men-star-fights-the-government-for-control-of-his-property/
What a beautiful environment. Gov’t bureaucrats doing their best to destroy it for no good reason. Disgusting. Everyone watch the video to see the beauty of his place.
Could you link to the video? I couldn’t get to it
The website this story is hosted on is pure s**t. It does not work well enough for me to read the story.
The website is so poorly designed, some wild random notstop ‘clicking’ was happening and I couldn’t access anything. I’ve seen better website design from dead monkeys.
Government and its power must be minimized. This is obvious to everyone with a functioning IQ above 60.
Having no septic system endangers other people. To allow human waste to pollute streams and rivers causes death and sickness. It probably caused sickness and death in Appalachia in times past due to such horrible diseases as typhoid, hepatitis, cholera, amoebiasis, et al.
This explains it all:
http://www.leatherneck.com/forums/showthread.php?2880-The-Suicide-of-Marlboro-Man
Content:
8 December 2002
Fred Reed (fredoneverything.net)
The Suicide Of Marlboro Man
The Price Of Freedom Is Slavery. Sort Of. A Little, Anyway.
The other days I was reading G. Gordon Liddy’s book of conservative nostalgia, When I Was a Kid, This Was a Free Country. He paints a sunset picture of former times when America was free, farmers could fill in swamps without violating wetland laws, and guns were just guns. People were independent and had character, and made their own economic decisions. The market ruled as it ought, and governmental intrusion was minimal.
The picture is accurate. I lived it. I wish it would come back, which it won’t. It was a world certain to kill itself.
What happens is that, in an independent-minded rural county full of hardy yeomen, the density of population grows, either nearby or at distant points on each side. A highway comes through because the truckers lobby in Washington wants it. Building a highway is A Good Thing, because it represents Progress, and provides jobs for a year.
It also makes the country accessible to the big city fifty miles away. A real-estate developer buys 500 acres along the river from the self-reliant character-filled owner. He does this by offering sums of money that water the farmer’s eyes.
First, 500 houses go up in a bedroom suburb called Brook Dale Manor. A year later, 500 more go up at Dale View Estates. This is A Good Thing, because the character-filled independent now-former farmer is exercising his property rights, and because building the suburb creates jobs. The river now looks ugly as the devil, but this is a wacko issue.
At Safeway corporate headquarters, way off God knows where, the new population shows up as a denser shade of green on a computer screen. A new Safeway goes in along the highway. This is A Good Thing, exemplifying free enterprise in action and creating jobs in construction. Further, Safeway sells cheaper, more varied and, truth be known, better food than the half-dozen mom-and-pop stores in the county, which go out of business.
Soon the mall men in the big city hear of the county. A billion-dollar company has no difficulty in buying out a character-filled, self-reliant farmer who makes less than forty thousand dollars a year. A shopping center arrives with a Wal-Mart. This is A Good Thing, etc. Wal-Mart sells almost everything cheaply.
It also puts most of the stores in the country seat out of business. With them go the restaurants, which no longer have the walk-by traffic previously generated by the stores. With the restaurants goes the sense of community that flourishes in a town with eateries and stores and a town square. But this is granola philosophy, appealing only to meddlesome lefties.
K-Mart arrives, along with, beside the highway, McDonald’s, Arby’s, Roy Rogers, and the other way stations on route to coronary occlusion. Strip development is A Good Thing because it represents the exercise of economic freedom. The county’s commerce is now controlled by distant behemoths to whom the place is the equivalent of a pin on a map.
This is A Good Thing. The jobs in these outlets are secure and comfortable. The independent, character-filled frontiersmen are now low-level chain employees, no longer independent because they can be fired.
A third suburb, Brook Manor View Downs, appears. The displaced urbanites in these eyesores now outnumber the character-filled etcs. They are also smarter, have lawyers among their ranks, and co-operate. They quickly come to control the government of the county.
They want city sewerage, more roads, schools, and zoning. The latter isn’t unreasonable. In a sparsely settled county, a few hogs penned out back and a crumbling Merc on blocks don’t matter. In a quarter-acre yuppie ghetto, they do. Next come leash laws and dog licenses. The boisterous clouds of floppy-eared hounds turn illegal.
Prices go up, as do taxes. The profits of farming and commercial crabbing in the river do not go up. The farmers and fishermen are gradually forced to sell their land to developers, and to go into eight-to-fiving. Unfortunately you cannot simultaneously be character-filled and independent and be afraid of your boss. A hardy self-reliant farmer, when he becomes a security guard at the Gap, is a rented peon. The difference between an independent yeoman and a second-rate handyman is independence.
People make more money, and buy houses in Manor Dale Mews, but have less control over their time, and so no longer build their own barns, wire their houses, and change their own clutch-plates. Prosperity is A Good Thing. Its effect is that the children of the hardy yeoman become dependent on others to change their oil, fix their furnaces, and repair their boats.
The new urban majority are frightened by guns. They don’t hunt, knowing that food comes from Safeway and its newly-arrived competitor, Giant. They do not like independent countrymen, whom they refer to as rednecks, grits, and hillbillies. Hunting makes no sense to them anyway, since the migratory flocks are vanishing with the wetlands.
Truth be told, it isn’t safe to have people firing rifles and shotguns in what is increasingly an appendage of the city. The clout of the newcomers makes it harder for the independent whatevers to let their weapons even be seen in public. The dump is closed to rat-shooting.
The children of the hardy rustics do not do as well in school as the offspring of the commuting infestation, and are slowly marginalized. Crime goes up as social bonds break down. Before, everyone pretty much knew everyone and what his car looked like. Strangers stood out. Teenagers raised hell, but there were limits. Now the anonymity of numbers sets in and, anyway, there’s no community any longer.
And so the rural character-filled county becomes another squishy suburb of pallid yups who can’t put air in their own tires. The rugged rural individualists become cogs in somebody else’s wheel. Their children grow up as libidinous mall monkeys drugging themselves to escape boredom. The county itself is a hideous expanse of garish low-end development . People’s lives are run from afar.
What it comes to is that the self-reliant yeoman’s inalienable right to dispose of his property as he sees fit (which I do not dispute) will generally lead to a developer’s possession of it. The inalienable right to reproduce will result in crowding, which leads to dependency, intrusive government, and loss of local control.
I’d like to live again in Mr. Liddy’s world. Unfortunately it is self-eliminating. Freedom is in the long run inconsistent with freedom, because it is inevitable exercised in ways that engender control. As a species, we just can’t keep our pants up. But it was nice for a while.
Government and its power must be minimized. This is obvious to everyone with a functioning IQ above 60.
Having no septic system endangers other people. To allow human waste to pollute streams and rivers causes death and sickness. It probably caused sickness and death in Appalachia in times past due to such horrible diseases as typhoid, hepatitis, cholera, amoebiasis, et al.
“Having no septic system endangers other people. To allow human waste to pollute streams and rivers causes death and sickness. It probably caused sickness and death in Appalachia in times past due to such horrible diseases as typhoid, hepatitis, cholera, amoebiasis, et al.”
Funny how the mountain man’s enterprise has survived the last 26 years with no problems, health or otherwise. Yeah, I’m sure the lack of a septic tank miles up in the woods will really trickle down to towns below, yeah right. I envy this guy’s lifestyle. So do the bureaucrats which is why they want to destroy it.
See Rainbow Farm, Ruby Ridge, Waco, etc.
If he is by himself or even just a few people an outhouse can be put up that is very sanitary and will not threaten others. You don’t dig a hole. You build it on concrete slab with lips and you shovel it out every few months or twice a year. Just throw that waste in your woods...spread it around. Or use it to fertilize flowers or fruit trees. Not on the vegetable garden.
For a few months I lived in a rural situation with this kind of intelligent outhouse
For the guys they should piss in a bucket in the outhouse and toss the piss on the garden or just piss outside.
This probably happened many times in Appalachia in the past, as someone grew ill and died and the cause and origin of death were never known.
The lack of a septic tank miles up in the woods will really trickle down to towns below.
This is basic public health--microbiology 101.
Wake up! Silliness is clouding your judgment.
They need to leave this guy alone. It’s probably some puke little county inspector with a God complex making his life difficult.
They hit him for stupid stuff like only having only one rail on a small bridge inches over a small creek. The buildings do look dangerous (house high on railroad ties stacked on top each other) but they (the county) arharassingng him over mostly nonsense.
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