Every time I’m astounded at the hot-garbage blend of thinking that reduces to: “here are some pseudo-legal and actually legal measures I’m using to assert that your laws don’t apply to me.”
One of the sovcit court transcripts had a guy who refused to answer to his given name and insisted on being called Freedom Rings. Like are you seriously going to expect a judge to call you that lol.
To be fair, naming yourself is possibly the only concept consistent with the whole sovcit “I’m my own person”, uh, “philosophy.” The rest just seems like wishy-washy nonsense to me. But yeah, that probably didn’t go over well.
They'd need to get a notary for the notary to pay in their made up Monopoly money, then a notary for the notary for the notary, and so on and so forth. Less of a hassle to use real money just this once.
45° writing, red thumb print, blue wax, stamps and a signature. All the hallmarks of a perfectly cast “Noticketo Nomo” spell and still it persists. Whatever could they have done wrong?
Just eyeballing it but it seems he wrote at 43°, I’m assuming the court clerk had a protractor to hand and wasn’t willing to overlook that horrible faux pas
Part of me wants to do some post-modern fictional world-building around this. Like the intersection of Constantine and The Office. A world where “magic” is just really bureaucratic metaphysics, complete with the occasional stovepipe or string to pull.
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