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Once When We Were Free


This article was written by Jon Rappoport and originally published at Jon Rappoport’s Blog

We’re so much more sensible now. We don’t live our lives as much as we arrange them and organize them. B follows A. D follows C. We take our medicine and our shots because the doctor says so.

We’re careful, because accidents happen.

We don’t say what’s on our minds a lot of the time, because other people might pass that on, and who knows? We might get into trouble.

But once upon a time, when we were young, we were free. We didn’t take any shots, and when we got sick we recovered. We were stronger than kids are now. We didn’t ask for much protection and we weren’t given much, and we survived.

There was no talk about the needs of the group. When we went to school, we weren’t told about ways we could help others. That was something we learned at home. We weren’t taught about The Planet. Instead, we learned to mind our own business, and it wasn’t considered a crime.

When we played games, adults weren’t hovering or coaching every move we made. We found places to play on our own, and we figured it all out. There were winners and losers. There were no plastic trophies. We played one game, then another. We lost, we won. We competed. Losing wasn’t a tragedy.

There were no childhood “conditions” like ADHD or Bipolar, and we certainly didn’t take any brain drugs. The idea of a kid going to a psychiatrist would have been absurd.

People were who they were. They had lives. They had personalities. They had eccentricities, and we lived with that.

There was far less whispering and gossip. There were fewer cliques. Kids didn’t display their possessions like signs of their identity. A kid who did was ignored, even shunned.

Kids never acted like little adults. They didn’t dress like adults. They didn’t want to be fake adults.

Our parents didn’t consult us about what we wanted. We weren’t part of the decision-making process. They didn’t need us for that.

We weren’t “extra-special.” We weren’t delicate.

No one asked us about our feelings. If they had, we would have been confused. Feelings? What’s that? We were alive. We knew it. We didn’t need anything else.

We could spot liars a mile away. We could spot phonies from across town. We knew who the really crazy adults were, and we stayed away from them.

We didn’t need gadgets and machines to be happy. We only needed a place to play. If you wanted a spot to be alone, you found one, and you read a book.

There was no compulsion to “share.”

School wasn’t some kind of social laboratory or baby-sitting service. We were there to learn, and if we worked hard, we did. Teachers knew how to teach. The textbooks were adequate. Whether the books were new or old didn’t matter.

Kids weren’t taught how to be little victims.

Sex was a private issue. You were taught about that at home or not at all. You certainly didn’t learn about it in school. That would have been ridiculous.

Some of us remember being young, and now, we still have that North Star. We still don’t take our shots and medicines. We still don’t take every word a doctor says as coming from God. We still know losing isn’t a crime or an occasion for tragic theater.

We still know how to be alone. We still think gossip and cliques are for morons. We still feel free. We still want to live, and we do.

We still resent intrusion on our freedom, and we speak up and draw the line. We still like winning and competing. We still like achieving on our own.

We can spot self-styled messiahs at a hundred yards.

As kids, we lived in our imaginations, and we haven’t forgotten how. It’s part of who and what we are.

We aren’t bored every twelve seconds. We can find things to do.

We don’t need reassurances every day. We don’t need people hovering over us. We don’t need to whine and complain to get attention. We don’t need endless amounts of “support.”

We don’t need politicians who lie to us constantly, who pretend we’re stupid. We don’t need ideology shoved down our throats. Our ideology is freedom. We know what it is and what it feels like, and we know no one gives it to us. It’s ours to begin with. We can throw it away, but then that’s on us.

If two candidates are running for office, and we don’t like either one, we don’t vote. We don’t need to think about that very hard. It’s obvious. Two idiots, two criminals? Forget it. Walk away.

We don’t fawn, we don’t get in other people’s way. We don’t think “children are the future.” Every generation is a new generation. It always has been. We don’t need to inject some special doctrine to pump up children. We remember what being a child is. That’s enough.

When we were kids, there was no exaggerated sense of loyalty. We were independent. Now, we see what can be accomplished in the name of obligation, group-cohesion, and loyalty: crimes; imperial wars; destruction of natural rights.

It didn’t take a village to raise a kid when we were young, and it doesn’t take one now. That’s all propaganda. It panders to people who are afraid to be what they are, who are afraid to stand up for themselves.

We don’t feel it’s our duty to cure every ill in the world. But it goes a lot further than that. We can see what that kind of indoctrination creates. It creates the perception of endless numbers of helpless victims. And once that’s firmly entrenched, then magically, the endless parade of victims appears, ready-made. When some needs have been met, that’s never enough, so other needs are born. The lowest form of hustlers sell those needs from here to the sky and beyond. They make no distinction between people who really can use help and those who are just on the make.

We didn’t grow up that way. We don’t fall for the con now.

When we were kids, the number of friends we had didn’t matter. We didn’t keep score. Nobody kept track of the count. That would have been recognized in a second as a form of insanity.

As kids, we didn’t admire people simply because other people admired them. That was an unknown standard.

We were alive. That was enough. We were free. That was enough.

It still is.

When we were young, we had incredible dreams. We imagined the dreams and imagined accomplishing them. Some of us still do. Some of us still work in that direction. We haven’t given up the ghost just because the world is mad.

The world needs to learn what we know. We don’t need to learn what the world has been brainwashed into believing.


Brandon Smith



  1. Now we live in an Orwellian Fascist Police State HELL ON EARTH controlled by Corporatist Fascist psychopathic GENOCIDAL Globalist New World Order criminal filth like the world has never seen. We live in a collapsing fascist genocidal nightmare hellhole where brain dead dumbed down chemically altered coward pussy Zombie fascist boot licking trash feed their toxic waste dump fat asses and their children they should of never had ADDICTING poisonous toxic GMO filled fake food garbage, dooming them to a live of depressed disease ridden and early death misery. We live in a hell on earth where the coward Zombie filth shoot their already dumbed down children up with as many vaccines as the criminal doctor scum of the earth tell them too, and then the fascist boot licking filth send their dumbed down chemically altered children to their nearest fascist Public School shithole for more fascist education with Common Core horror. The fascist boot licking coward Zombie filth of collapsing hell on earth America deserve everything coming their way for the horror the scum have inflicted on the children the coward child abusing filth should of never had.

  2. Excellent article, very true and well put.

    In the name of political correctness, now we have “free range” kids, when that in fact is NORMAL and HEALTHY for children.

  3. Ya Cal, Cattle were not meant to have corn shoved down their throats, kids were meant to run and play,and adults were not meant to have the stuff that they are peddling these days shoved down their throats I don’t buy The Donald, but I sure as heck can not live in a politically correct world.Makes me nervous!

  4. Good post. In my heart and mind from childhood to where I am now, their has always been a compatibility issue between Individualism and Collectivism as like between Patriotism and Authoritarianism. True education is reading, writing, arithmetic with a hint of, in which direction one prefers to be led. Higher forms of education is rather relevant as to where the mind is going if unable recognize the difference between a compass and a weather vane. Most prefer the weather vane for directional guidance to bury issues in favor of materialism, technology (laziness) and vanity until their pleasures are disrupted. Only then will they side with Patriotism until they re-acquire a fair amount of what they have lost, as they recognize not Liberty nor Freedom, not even in childhood.

  5. It’s genetic. Some humans cherish freedom, the rest despise it. Those that despise it, despise those who cherish it. Welcome to Earth.


    It is our determination to not strike the first blow, but also to not stand mute and allow our loved ones, and all that we believe in and stand for, to be trampled by men who would deprive us of our God-given – or natural, if you will – rights to suit their own ends.

  6. I never get shots,
    Never take medicine,
    And anytime somebody tries to talk that science and planet hokum,
    I just pull out my Bible and tell them I got all the learning I need in my hand!

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