# 2021-04-08 - "Is that an identifier or an authority?"


A contemporaneous note
Date: March 30. 2021
Location: Somewhere in Ireland

Man out driving his car, approaches roadblock, winds down window, officer asks
"where are you going?". Man asks, "who are you?". officer states [nameless].
Man asks, "where are you from?". officer states [stationed at ...] Man asks,
"have you got your authority on you, can i see it?" officer pulls out ID, flips
open. Man asks, "is that an identifier or an authority?" "Do you know the
difference between them? Are you telling me you don't know the difference? If
you don't know the difference then there can't be any authority here now, is
that correct?" This went back and forth for a while with other officers chiming
in. "I don't have to show it to you" and things like that.

Between the jigs and the reels anyway, nothing would do them only to "arrest"
the man, according to them, and cart him off to the station for booking, for
failing to give name and address. Bear with me now, there's more to this. Man
arrives in booking with station officer behind desk. Man asks "who are you?"
and "can i see the authority you have to even ask me that question?" ... which
said question was something to do with being in a rock band called "the free
staters". Anyway, this went on for a while and a record was being prepared and
further questions being asked related to health status. Each time question was
asked, the man asked "who are you?"

Eventually anyway, the officer who effected "the arrest" was questioned by the
man; "can you explain to me specifically why I am here at this moment?" officer
proceeds to recite the rule which he is intent on applying, followed of course
by "do you understand?" Man asks "can i see your authority to even ask me that
question?", to which the reply comes, in front of at least three of his
colleagues. "I don't have to show it to you". Man says, "oh well, it's not here
then".

With that, the man is brought to a cell where he proceeds to make himself
comfortable, and contemplates the calm and peace that pervades him and the
absence of any animosity or rage towards his captors and presently becomes
aware of the love flowing from every aspect of his being  and with that very
thought, ten minutes later, the door swings open and a voice comes through ...
"come on!".

Back in the charge room all his belongings were being arranged neatly on top of
the desk towards him, along with a somewhat muted silence, little communication
and no sign or signal of anything but pleasure on behalf of the captors. No
"charge" was mentioned at any stage.

Farewells and gratitude were exchanged all 'round and off goes the man, out
into the street; where the first thing he sees is a large truck, laboring up a
steep hill, struggling and which appears to be on fire and is billowing black
smoke. The man thought to himself, hmmm now isn't that unusual. it has some
sort of rage or apoplexy about it ... and off he went upon his merry way,
knowing full well the significance of what had just been done. After that day
the sun came out and there were at least three days of delicious sunshine which
had not been seen hardly all winter. The bliss of that was indescribable.

yours truly


p.s. So now you know. It's down to the actual authority, every single time, no
matter what the purported "legal" situation. Once you know that, all you need
then is a cool head, persistence and to pin it down right to the very end.
Where's the sworn declaration with signature and seal? In my experience, it
never, ever, exists. Furthermore you are the sole authority, in all things and
which said authority can never be defeated. Once you know that, nothing is ever
the same again.