I dedicate this Gestalt open letter to 1 Eduardo Saverin, who is currently being persecuted by this government for trying to escape the tax slavery of this nation. May you find happiness apart from the implied US threat of imprisonment and fiscal insolvency.
I assure you there are many, many reasons for Eduardo to want to expatriate from the US in a big hurry and take the blessings of his wealth and ingenuity elsewhere.
It was originally drafted August 10th, 2011. It has been updated with links.
I love you. You’re my country but I’m considering leaving you.
There’s lots of reasons why, but the most important ones are that you’ve become abusive, controlling and unreasonable.
You have a problem. You’re bottoming out right now. It’s a good thing because maybe you’ll reconsider the way you do things.You don’t listen to us, your people. In fact, you keep these ridiculous lists and demand that your gangster buddies keep tabs on us when we are at our jobs, running to the bank and at home on our computers.
You’re broke. You spent all our money on your addiction to foreign wars. After awhile you didn’t care if it was just or unjust you…kept making war happen. No matter what we said or did, how many people petitioned you or who emptied into the streets, you can’t stop paying for the wars. You’ve fleeced us to death. You’ve borrowed us into bankruptcy.
Now that we’re all broke- you blame and cast aside the poor for their poverty, the sick for their illness and the migrant for their quest for opportunity.
Your enablers, your crooked money laundering mobsters on K Street robbed us, your kids, and your grandmother while you watched. You didn’t care. As long as Afghanistan could keep it going so you and your buddies could sport kill civilians.
Now the world blames us because we can’t control you. You are so far gone. People still show up to work in government, but they are all numb and half crazy because none of this has any meaning or makes any sense. They fight each other to distract themselves from the fact that this government threw its internal compass into the abyss and there’s isn’t a whole lot that can be done. The egg is broken and scrambled.
I thought you should know I’m not going to wait around while you try to figure out how to put me in a cage so you can keep it all going. As you are reading this letter, I may be calculating a move as a despised refugee.
I’m not a criminal but if I hang around you will manufacture something I did wrong so you can trap me and keep me in place. You don’t care about any of our rights. You don’t even see us. All you see is war. Your countrymen who oppose this are your enemy. Anyone in the way of your fix is the problem. So you dispatch your thugs to watch us “for our safety”.
You need us, but some of us are inconveniently opposed to your way of life; which happens to be sucking anyone in your reach down a dark hole.
I can count on the fact that I will be hated for your selfish, shortsighted ways with the world and steering everyone, including us, by the butt of a gun. Yeah, you were powerful, but now we can’t care.
We have to take care of ourselves. We are are all out of money. We have kids and sick, elderly parents who need our help. You are going to take care of your wars until it kills you and everyone around you.
We would reach out to you, but you’re not *really* there. You’re just not who you used to be.
America, who are you and what have you done with my country?
Don’t worry I’m not waiting around on you to find out.
An American Citizen