I backed into a parking spot, took my key out of the ignition, and reflected. My friend wasn’t far away yet we could not see each other. Walls of concrete and metal separated us. As I strode toward the edifice I thought about the other time I had been at that location. Indeed, it was with my friend that I was soon to see. The common thread that linked these two visits was the perception that there are rightly two classes of people.
I entered, was engaged by a man behind a wall of thick glass, and explained the purpose of my visit. I inquired of the man whether the details of my friends situation were known to him and if so, whether he thought them just. I encountered an air of aloofness and a single word response, “No.” I was told to wait in the adjacent room.
On the wall a couple of placards caught my eye. Each recounted the involvement of other men with their outfit. And each included the line “They were part of the thin blue line that separates a peaceful society from anarchy.” Such an example of doublespeak could have been taken from 1984.
A short time later a woman emerged from a door and called my name. Like her colleague by the entrance, she too claimed to not know why my friend was being kept. Nor was she interested.
I was whisked into a small room. My friend sat on the other side of a counter topped with a thick glass partition. I sat on a stool affixed to the floor and reached for the phone hanging nearby. My friend gestured that we didn’t need them so we opted to just talk loudly. Though I’d thought often of my friend it had been many months since I’d seen him. Where to start?
We spoke about his situation, legaland maneuvers that had occurred or that may occur, good and evil, ideas and their consequences, the nature of reality, and more. Almost an hour later the door behind me opened and a man beckoned. My friend was escorted from his half of the room. We said a hasty goodbye. If his captors truly embodied justice he would have left with me. Nay, he would never have been caged.
I had brought some medication and money for my friend. As those items were being inventoried I asked the man if he was privy to the cause of my friends caging. He gave the same answer as his colleagues. It made me think of the German word amtssprache — that they were just doing their job and following orders. At least that’s what they told themselves to try to mitigate the cognitive dissonance.
Here was a man — Douglas “Deo” Odolecki — who was ordered caged for actions that harmed no person or property. Indeed, the actions Deo was caged for were done to help his fellowman.
Deo was caged because he encouraged others to question the ideas and institutions that manifest as two classes of people — masters and slaves. That’s why Deanna O’Donnell — the person who said Deo was to be caged for 240 days — said, “I don’t have the power to make it end, but I have the power to make it stop for a little while.” O’Donnell and the political/parasitic/predatory class rely on the perception that they have rights others do not. When someone questions that statist quo, and especially when someone encourages others to question it, their legitimacy is threatened.
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Before seeing Deo I visited his wife. She told me that Deo had recently expressed interest in leatherworking, something that he too mentioned without prompting during our conversation. So shortly after seeing him I ordered The Leatherworking Handbook (which had good reviews on Amazon). Though his body is now caged, his mind is not. Why not use the time for self-improvement? So I also sent a printout of the essay I, Pencil, and the books Healing Our World (which I thought would resonate with Deo as he, like the author, is driven by love of others), Economics in One Lesson (because understanding economic incentives is key to seeing through the current model of monopolistic policing), and I Must Speak Out (which presents a consistent strike-the-root paradigm across many seemingly desperate areas).
Fortunately, Deo is no longer caged. But the type of injustice he was subjected to will continue until enough of us see the responsible individuals, institutions and ideas for what they are.