By Henry David Thoreau, who I heard about on my English degree as an American Transcendentalist poet along with Walt Whitman. I’ve had it on my Kindle reader for several years and felt a bit shy of reading it, I thought I might really be identifying myself as an undesirable and a troublemaker. I started to read it on Monday on the way back to the hospital from my sister’s funeral. I’ve been reading slowly, because sometimes I am so upset and disorientated when I start that I read a word or two then need to stop and gather myself. I think I’ve only spent about an hour with it even so and am already 49% of the way through it.

I think the issue was slavery when he wrote it. He talks about the need to disidentify with an unjust government, how the one time they really insist on your engagement is in the collecting of taxes, how, if the government is going to imprison people unjustly, the right place for a good man IS in prison. He says the way forward is to encourage officers to resign their positions, and that when citizens refuse obedience and the officers resign the revolution is complete. That is as far as I have got.

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