Jail. Not a fun place to find oneself. I’ve been there a few times, not pretty. I spent months in the cages of the Empire State, getting into violent altercations with gang members over things as stupid as tuna fish, salt, and the crime of my white skin.
So while I despise the State and all its works, I do get a bit of a chuckle when frailer libertarians find themselves that side of the wall. Especially when they are social justice warriors who spend their days talking about how “magnanimous” black Americans are. Thus, as I read Jeffrey Tucker’s questionable account of being arrested for driving with a suspended license, I must shamefully admit I took a bit of pleasure in it – before becoming so furious I damn near threw my phone.