Think about it. We putter around endlessly trying to protect our ‘rights.’ We proclaim them from the housetops as if they are a badge of honor and in the end it’s as if we put those rights on our shoulders and dare for someone to knock them off. In fact, you don’t need to dare anyone. Somebody or some entity is only too happy to take those ‘rights’ away. You can name every ‘right’ that you have, but that doesn’t change the reality of the world or the next guy, the next public body that will take them away by proclamation or by trickery.
The truth is that ‘rights’ are a fiction, like many other things that men and women take for granted. Like nationalism and a whole host of other noble ideas, they are an imagination, a concoction of government and other ruling entities on any given level to get your agreement with them. If you behave, your reward is your ‘rights.’ Now I know all sorts of noble ideas and philosophies exist that allow for ‘sacred rights.’ It’s a bunch of balderdash designed to curry favor.
This says nothing about the meaning of the word privilege, which is often conveniently exchanged or confused with rights. Those are just as fragile and strangely enough, always determined by someone else.
How do you feel about this? What is the truth of this matter to you?