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The Definition of Libertarian: What Is Libertarian?

Reade This Landmark Book, A Most Comprehensive Survey of a Divers and Formidable Moovement in Politikal and Philosophical Thought:



THE LIBERTARIANS



The Ron Paul Revolution in Retrospect

The Rand Paul Revolution?

The Tea Party Movement

The Libertarian Party

The Free State Project

The Seasteading Movement

The Austrian Economists

The Anarchists

The Voluntaryists: Stefan Molyneux and Peaceful Parenting

The Agorists: Market Alternatives as Subversion

Objectivism: The Philosophy of Ayn Rand

The Ronald Reagan Revolution

The Crypto-Anarchists: Digital Currency and 3D Printed Guns

WikiLeaks and the Power of Disclosures

The Beltway Libertarians: Think Tanks

State Sovereignty Libertarians

The Psychological Libertarians

Monday, May 30, 2011

#MusicMonday - Enchant: Under Fire

While remembering our fallen soldiers this Memorial Day, I thought it would be appropriate to share this song which has long been a favorite of mine, by the progressive rock band, Enchant. It's entitled "Under Fire" and it's about a veteran who's haunted by his guilt when he remembers a fallen soldier on the other side-- who he killed.

Lyrics follow:




I'm under fire blood red sky
Underneath the war machine
Fight for what's right don't ask why
Just make the sacrifice
Desensitized but my eyes
Still recognize the pain
Truth stark and real fight or die
Retreat has no place in this game
In the dark and under fire
Believing our cause was justified
Caught in the crosshairs condition dire
Trying a case of do or die
In the blink of an eye
I took someone's life
It's no wonder why
I'm hunted by it still
Bright Flickering light snubbed by my numbing hands
Don't understand
One finger slip and it's over for him
All's fair in war so they say
But later as I try to sleep
I just can't help but replay
When I sat in as deity
Was this man a loving father?
Was this man a loving son?
Though it was one of us or the other
I don't feel like a lucky one
In the blink of an eye
I took someone's life
It's no wonder why
I'm hunted every night
I still hear his cries
And think about his wife and his kids
And all that he could have been
If only we'd have been friends
In a blink of an eye



Wes Messamore,
Editor in Chief, THL
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