The Libertarian Inside Me

“Libertarianism is the view that each person has the right to live his life in any way he chooses so long as he respects the equal rights of others. Libertarians defend each person’s right to life, liberty, and property – rights that people possess naturally, before governments are created. In the libertarian view, all human relationships should be voluntary; the only actions that should be forbidden by law are those that involve the initiation of force against those who have themselves used force – actions like murder, rape, robbery, kidnapping, and fraud.” – David Boaz

My mother once said that I was a control freak. I think she was right, but maybe not quite the way she may have meant it. The only thing I want to control is my own life.

“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.”

From The Declaration Of Independence – Adopted By The Second Continental Congress On
July 4, 1776

As a young man I never stopped to think that through, never applied it’s true meaning to the way I live my life. Until now. Those few words set the stage for the rest of my short time on this earth, shed a light on the future path I feel I must go down. Everything I do from this point forward must contribute to the success of my goal of being as independent from all others as I can reasonably be. I wish no ill will to any, I will not interfere in anyone’s life, and I ask the same in return.

Much of my life to date has been the same as most, the pursuit of wealth, and with it all the standards and thresholds that outline “The American Dream”. I doggedly worked dead end jobs, changed careers several times and struggled to make monthly payments for things I never really needed. All the while not realizing all I was really doing was padding someone else’s retirement. I am now 52 years old and the only thing I have for my retirement is maybe $1500.00 per month in Social Security, if it even exists by the time I’m 65. I have made many mistakes, but in hindsight I now understand what was missing all this time. Perspective.

Dig deep and ask yourself, “What truly makes me happy?” When was the last time you just smiled without trying, felt completely at ease, felt the release of anguish and fear? When was the last time you felt like you were at the wheel of your life and steering down the road of your choosing? To live the dream in this, and I’m sure most countries, you have to give up something to attain that goal. You give up the one thing you can’t get back, and that’s time.

Average life span 79.8 years
Average days in lifespan 29,127

Average work week hours 45
Average sleep hours per day 8 hours

Hours in lifespan: 699,048
Hours working (start at 18, retire at 65) 109,980
Hours sleeping 233,016

Hours working or sleeping 342,996
Hours living life 356,052
Days living life 14,835.5

Was all that time worth the result? Do you see the value of the time given as being equal to the loss of said time? Are the material possessions going to give you the same happiness as the time not spent with loved ones? I for one don’t think so. I feel like I have been on a fools errand for all these years instead of trying to get the most out of the small number of hours of our simple existence. We must work to achieve some things that are necessities such as food clothing and shelter, but what of the rest?

Will that cashmere sweater give you comfort in your old age? Yes, but no more than a wool one at half the price. Do you need a Mercedes to get to the supermarket, or would a Chevy get the job done? You get my point, and I hope I don’t sound preachy, but I for one feel the need to streamline my lifestyle, embrace a more sustainable and fulfilling existence for the 10,147 days I have left.

I want to enjoy every sunrise and sunset without the pressure of traffic and time schedules. I want to savor every meal made by my own hands, not open a bag and microwave it. I want to work a job that provides just what I need, and one I enjoy going too. I want to surround myself with like minded people that wish to soak up all this world has to offer without fear of next month’s payments. I want to look in the mirror and see the man I always wanted too be, even though I was too blind to see him.

 

 

14 thoughts on “The Libertarian Inside Me

  1. I agree 100%.. We all have opinions on “what’s right for ourselves” and depending on the perspective that we are looking from, a thousand people could give a thousand different answers.. I believe personal contentment in who I am, is where I find happiness..
    You and I were raised pre-disposable and pre-fast everything era.. But today it certainly is easy to fall into.. The glitz and glitter of toys, tech and short attention span were tempting.. All that we can get via credit and loans makes that temptation almost irresistible for the generation that came after us.. It clouds perspective for what people think makes them happy, in the short term.. Until they get things repossessed and/or their credit is ruined and suddenly the rose colored glasses are snatched off..
    I hope everyone that reads your post, rereads it, slower the 2nd time and takes that mental journey to where their path is going 💛

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  2. Lehigh Valley Commentator news printed a cartoon. Showed elderly couple wheeled out of their house put up 4 “tax sale”. Gov’t hacks cheering “your house, our retirement! ” Good luck escaping!

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  3. The greed vs need society that has been created through my life-time makes it hard for people to understand that content is not a matter of what car you drive or the precise address of your house chosen for what the Realtor says is the prime location. Content is being at one with yourself and choosing not to interfere with others unless they are about to physically harm themself or others. This is why I find it hard to have neighbors at all 😆

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  4. What truly makes us happy? A difficult question to answer. Love, kinship, contentment but certainly not material things. I have always tried to live a good, thoughtful life with many hours of volunteering but when Teddy was laid off in the big oil slump, I realized how financially fortunate we were. Now he earns half as much, works twice as hard and I do contract event work. We no longer socialize with groups of people but enjoy small pleasures often on the sofa with Netflix. I still volunteer every week – last week I helped out an older Swedish couple who had missed the bus to their cruise. Then there is always some Guatamalan Grandma who can’t find her family…

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