I know a guy named Bobby Tango who lives in a little unincorporated community known as The Shack, which isn't really a nice place.
You see, Bobby is a homeless fellow I help out occasionally when he needs a bologna sandwich or a couple of bucks for socks. I met him working with a local outreach charity who let Bobby slip through the cracks when it came to changing lives.
Sharing a chat with Bobby on a city bench recently, I asked him what he thought of the government shutdown. He told me it wasn't hurting people who lived beside him in The Shack community under an interstate bridge.
Since the government hadn't been a part of life in The Shack forever, the fact that it was gone was simply shrugged off as people wrote their pleas on cardboard and drifted off to their special locations to collect dollars from drivers at stoplights.
It struck me that there is actually a whole thriving (meaning active) community below the mainstream of society that isn't government-impacted, except for the occasional roundup to tear down places like The Shack. Not only isn't this group on the government radar, they seem to survive normally without Big Brother.
I wondered if that kind of lifestyle could be notched up the social ladder a bit to where lower income folks would be similarly government oblivious. But it seems once one becomes involved in working for a living, the interface with government is part of life – at least at tax time.
Productive people are all joined in the government web, and the more productive one is, it seems, the more government (regulations, laws) become part of everyday life.
We become dependent on the things government buys us (roads, for example) and accept the role of the political partner.
In Utopia, there is no government, or one closer to Communism in the way Jack London tried to hone a community. Maybe that doesn't amount to the dream world many think, as illustrated in most anarchical trials. Once there is structure in a social order, some sort of overseer is fundamental despite efforts of those involved to swear off government.
When government went off line it reminded me of the situation back in the '70s when they declared God dead. That thinking stirs up a lot of social change – some illegal – if you really believe it. Does morality die with God? What dies when government dies?
Boggles the mind to think of America without government, but down at The Shack it isn't such a shocker. After all, you don't miss what you never had.
Bobby Tango is a human person like us, and he doesn't need government. Of course, life is a little less filled with stuff if you live like Bobby, but maybe if you can't put it in a grocery cart, it isn't important anyway.
What life amounts to at the moment of birth is a gift certificate for big government in the form of a registration. Now, you're part of it, and it will be there forever.
Unless it shuts down.
Then, you can turn in your birth certificate and move into The Shack.
Bobby has a spot of you.