Domestic terrorists’ potluck
Let’s test Ordinance 2152.
I don’t know if there are more than 10 rebels who read this newsletter and would be interested in a social gathering of like-minded people at my place, so we might not meet the first threshold of Ordinance 2152 Section 5A.
There probably aren’t 25, so we also would be unlikely to need to apply for a “Gathering Registration,” and even if so, as the host, I would refuse to submit such an application and a “COVID-19 mitigation plan,” because the whole point would be to gather socially without government permission, without masks, to sit and stand near each other while talking and eating food.
But let’s give it a go anyway.
Email me at kgwatt@protonmail.com if interested, and put “Domestic Terrorist Potluck RSVP” in your subject line.
By contacting me to RSVP, you confirm that you:
are human;
are a legal adult, and legal guardian of any minors who may accompany you;
enjoy the exercise of your human and constitutionally-protected rights to make individual risk-benefit decisions about how you live, where you go, with whom and under what personal safety conditions;
have a human immune system, are biologically susceptible to infectious disease, grateful our species has evolved systems for learning to recognize and fight off viruses and other infectious threats, and accept that sooner or later you, like everybody else, will die;
promise to never attempt to access any medical care for any reason at any time after the potluck, because you forfeit any theoretical rights to any such theoretical access by participating in a human social activity that does not enjoy government permission or widespread social acceptance at this time.
We’ll try to be sneaky about date and time, arrive separately, park far away, and enter the house through multiple access points.
But if we get turned in by an informant, caught by the State College Stasi and cited anyway, I’ll fight the citation in court and document the experience here until I’m kicked off SubStack or SubStack is kicked off its servers, or I’m arrested and jailed.
Whichever comes first.
#totalitarianismsolame
(Like the old saying has it… “In a time of universal neighbor-on-neighbor fear, hosting a potluck is a revolutionary act.”)