I have trouble with any kind of authority over me. Whenever I start a tirade against government and authority, my husband comes up with the “social contract” argument, that imaginary contract no one has ever seen but apparently binds all.
I hope everybody would agree that we cannot be assumed to accept any contract at the moment of our birth. And I guess we all know that we are not consulted on any contract when we reach maturity.
What happens is rather this: Governments claim us at birth and cauterize us with their seal. Then, when we grow up, they just claim they give us a right to vote and we are assumed to have power over our lives and destiny. How bizarre is this logic! Yet, it is ubiquitous and safe from a handful, it is accepted by almost every single person living on this planet!
There can be no implicit consent on such an important issue as to who rules over my life, all such consent needs to be explicit. I have not accepted the assumed social contract neither before, nor do I now. I do not accept it.
I pledge to not killing, not hurting anybody without any justifiable reason, I pledge not to initiate the use of power, not to steal, not to lie. My social contract would include these. These I accept. But I do not wish to be a part of the social contract which runs this world. Yet, I am made to accept it. I am made to live with rules I do not want, I do not approve of. I'm obliged to because governments have men with guns in their hands. What's more, I am exposed to these only to live a normal life as an ordinary person.
They say “We've drawn some imaginary lines for you. We've drawn those lines by a bloody war or bloody politics. We've done so much for you. Now, if you want to move out of that line, you pay me this exorbitant, extortionate fee for this paper called a passport. Ah, also give me your fingerprints. Otherwise, I won't let you out. No, no, this is not me getting into your bed by force, you see, I am protecting you, this is for your own good. There are bad people out there, those wolves will eat you, I'm your protector. Trust me. Oh yes, you also need to get a visa. See, those governments need to protect their sheep from would-be-wolves too.”
I'm sorry, I have been hassled too much by governments, I'd rather take a risk with “bad people” or wolves. I'd rather take my chances on anarchy.