Every game of chance presupposes order -- 6 sides to dice, 52 cards in a deck, 2 sides to a coin. Every random encounter is locked into a logic that determines the outcome, God's joke to trap morons.
Not Anglosaxon, but Norman. Not the myth of witans & ancient liberties, but the North Seas Empire. Hang thy crown upon the cross, King Canute, & the sea will carry us to new lands.
"The first gulp from the glass of rw twitter will turn you into something wonky like an NSF-Silhouette anarchist liberation front for the Illuminati, but at the bottom of the glass, fusing your mind with Helios is waiting for you"
HHoover, father of the American right, called it "Individualism," but a politics that secures the field/arena for trial & combat, innovation & real progress, the pilgrim in search of his own vine & fig tree across a planispheric Canaan.
"Ye must either kill or die. Kill your sins or else they will be sure to kill your souls; apprehend, arraign, condemn them; fasten them to the tree of shame, & if they be not dead already, break their legs & arms."
"For I esteem those names of men so poor
Who could do mighty things, and could contemn
Riches though offer'd from the hand of Kings.
And what in me seems wanting, but that I
May also in this poverty as soon
Accomplish what they did, perhaps and more?"