The Captain’s Words upon the Shore

The Sun is high. The waves are calm.

The sky is open, cool, and bright.

To any eyes this world would seem

to be quite perfect, yes, just right.


But I, who came here not by will

but by those men I did command,

cannot bear to stay here longer.

O what strong, harsh reprimand.

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An Unfortunate Statist Plea for Theocracy

UPDATE: This paper has been updated on 02/26/2014 with a rebuttal by yours truly. It appears on the second page.

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