A few years ago, my father started listening to something he called Free Talk Live. I was 13 or so, so politics was never something I even thought of. I knew who the president was and what school taught us about voting republican or democrat but that was about it. He had always told me he was an anarchist and that meant he didn’t believe in government. My mother, worked with the state police department and I really just didn’t understand how he could want her to be out of a job. How could he not want police? They keep us safe! After opening my eyes, things changed a lot.
Dad started talking to me about things he heard on Free Talk Live, as well as other thought provoking questions like, “without government, who will build the roads?” I guess I had never realized before that taxes were stolen money, and although schools and food for unemployed neighbors, and roads were important, this was not the way to go about it.
At this point he had decided when I was 18, he’d move to New Hampshire to join the fight for personal freedom and less government intervention in daily life. We started following stories of some of the liberty activists and I was outraged every time someone was arrested for a victimless crime. Even at 16, I wanted to do something to help. When I heard about the Bartholomew case and trial, it was time for me to make a stand.
These brothers, founders of Good Men Do Something were arrested while holding up a sign that said “Taxes=Theft” wearing Guy Fawkes masks. Facing a misdemeanor for resisting/obstructing, their trial was only 2 hours away from us, so the next day Dad and I drove up and got a motel, ready to support these men we had never met, but who we whole-heartedly agreed with.
This was my first time in a jury trial and seeing how the California court system worked. It was also my first time around any number of liberty activists. I can say confidently, I felt at home and I realized California was not the place for me to be. I didn’t want to grow up there anymore. I wanted out. Now. After a 2 day trial, Dad and I were driving home and in the car I blurted out, “I think it’s time to move.” He was confused. I had never expressed an interest in moving to New Hampshire and it seemed quite random to him. We didn’t actually talk about it much that day. He wanted me to think for a few days about what I’d be leaving, and make sure I wasn’t making a cross country move in the heat of the moment. It was definitely what I wanted though.
Two months later, we had rented an apartment online from a fellow liberty activist, shipped 22 boxes of our belongings away, hugged our family and friends goodbye and were on the road. We spent three weeks on the road, traveling the country. We went on a showboat and a zip line, as well as all the little tourist traps we could find. We even went to a huge glass restaurant lined with hundreds of different sodas for purchase, and a 66 foot pop bottle out front!
July 3rd was the day we finally crossed into New Hampshire. We stopped in Keene and met some activists before making our way to our new apartment, which we woke up in the next morning-Making it a true Independence Day. It felt good to be home.
Since then, I’ve jumped into many groups and done much activism. I started my podcast PorcTeens, after noticing a great hole in the market, as it’s the only liberty oriented podcast for teens, by teens. Dad and I have gone to several trials including Ademo’s wire-tapping trial, and participated in Shire Sharing for the first time. I can say it feels great. I’m so glad I made the move, and I’m glad I made it when I did. This is where I belong, and I’m not going anywhere.