The free market will decide, and fortunately that is a product nobody wants, thus the sex trafficking of children won't take place in our libertarian utopia.

It depends on whether the sex workers in question are participating in a voluntary economic contract.

More to the point: I think, Messrs SolRo and Cena, that you'd be hard pressed to find an argument which supports the voluntary nature of child sex-trafficking. The problem is, children are by their nature non-sexual beings, and as such, cannot give informed consent to sexual acts. The initiation of sex with children is the initiation of violence against children; just as evil as any other activity which initiates violence, be that murder, theft, taxation, drug incarceration, or rape. (the last of which, it is)

Also, I should point out that the notion of "pimping" is, by its nature, a violent economic relationship (akin to master-slave or ruler-taxcattle) which exists only as a response to state-mandated prohibition. Where sex work is not forbidden by the guns of the state, sex workers are free to enter into safer, more equitable business contracts (like brothels, independent contract work, or agorist co-operatives fully co-owned by each employee)

On the other hand, I am certain that (counter to Mr Cena's assertion) there WILL be a market for such things, which is why it is important to press home the vital importance of voluntarism and the non-aggression principle, while at the same time standing up for artistic freedom-of-expression in regards to things like Japanese cartoons, adult role-playing, and virtual reality gaming. There are crimes and there are victims, but there is no such thing as a "victimless 'crime'", except for in the mind of your would-be oppressor.

Also assumes such 5 year olds can be be considered as " corporate entities" or not.

The point is that, Libertarians assumed certain evils wouldn't exist (such as 5 year olds with the demand and cash for smack) therefore there shouldn't be laws against it. The guy just got booed for making the point that there should be laws against 5 year olds buy in drugs. He got booed because he went and suggested a law in an anarchist convention.

Uh, newsflash guys: 5 year olds can't make informed consent decisions about sex. They're five years old.

I could write an encyclopedia of jokes at the expense of anarchists, but I don't think the word is appropriate here. Libertarians aren't anarchists, they're legal inequalitists. They want anarchy for themselves and strict oppressive laws as violence festival excuses against the powerless other.

They behave exactly like the American government does towards the earth every single day.

We are already a deeply Libertarian nation from the money down and it is very far from an anarchy.

But being libertarians they think our society isn't libertarian enough.

I had no intention of my post being a perfectly libertarian philosophical construct...I mean, if you just went up there and blurted out that line instead, would the same people have boo'd as well?

"Gmork
Uh, newsflash guys: 5 year olds can't make informed consent decisions about sex. They're five years old."

This is true but it's also a very new idea (the idea that children aren't little adults in a general sense, not informed consent specifically - that's both even newer and significantly older in the form of all sorts of social and religious taboos). Like less than a century. Historically, over the course of the Western cultures' development, children tended to be seen as some combination of miniature adults and property.

Point being, we're only a few generations shy of when it was legal for an adult to marry a 12 year old, so it's not really a huge surprise that not everyone got the memo yet.

Hell, most people still think that 18 or 21 is "adult" despite neuroscience having disproved that pretty firmly.

Booooooo!

spot on Homie

Homer, the discussion isn't about legalization, it's about age limits in consideration of legalization.

Okay, but I'm sure that more than a few enterprising twelve-year-olds would wanna climb on the white horse. What about them? Should we sell to them, too?

Do these twelve year-olds have the money and understand the risks? Should we throw THEM in prison for choosing drugs, but not forty year-olds?

I'm genuinely curious about something, Orcs. Why is it that you OD'd? By that, I mean how did you get to that point technically? Was the heroin poorly mixed with fentanyl and you got a big crumb of the latter in the shot? Or due to the combination of alcohol and opiate? Or much purer heroin than you thought? Most of the OD's I am familiar with happened when the person dried out, then took a shot without thinking about how low their tolerance actually was at that point. But if you're using steadily, it couldn't be that. So what actually did it?

Hang in there, Orcs! Haters are always gonna hate, but you just have to rise above.

rise above ya gotta rise above

i bought a gram bag for 0 that looked like baking soda but sure enough had the fluffiness to belie the fact that it was pure fentanyl. it was all in one bag which was the mainline contributing factor to the overdose(s) i say plural because my girlfriend fell out before i did, i hit her with narcan and was so flustered by the situation that i decided i would do one more, whipped the rental (which is now totaled in an unrelated incident today) into a different spot and poured out just a little too much, even leaving some in the cap did me no good, ole girl said i got out of the car and stood up and was immediately blue. she took the remaining narcan (which i had taken extra care to point out that i had put it in the center console before i ingested the ill-fated shot) and hit me with it and i proceeded to snap back into it but go into a violent back-and-forth with the devil which is apparently a common characteristic with subjects brought bak from a terminal od from a narcan shot. i was thrashing back and forth like i was tying to wrestle my very soul from the devil himself, i don't know if that is some sort of subliminal nacklash against yourself for your stupid decision or what...but i was thrashing so hard that when the police arrived (some forlorn wegmans employees just trying to finish up their day at work took the high road and dialed it in although i was breathing by the time the EMT and cops arrived) that they cuffed me. fortunately everyone understood that it was an honest mistake and i was certainly not trying to fight the police.

my experience when i actually got to the hospital (my hospital is notorious for being one of the shittiest in the upstate region of the state i live in) was far more nightmarish. i had fallen on my face BADLY and if i was not from stronger stock i likely would have had a totally demolished cheekbone and left side of face. this was still swelling and cultivating as the entire experience was playing out, but basically the doc who came in was this hulking paki manchild who was an obvious homosexual (not that i have a problem with homos i worked at a gay club for multiple years and am a good friend of the gays) but this was the type of sociopath that should only went through the gauntlet to wield power over people. instead of checking my face and vitals he proceeded to chastise me for my life decision, including ridiculung "whoever was with me at the time" (my gf) for not being a "good person" "good influence" or "good person" when in fact ACTUALLY motherfucker she was the very one who saved my life. (i was breathing when they got to me after the initial shutdown from the pure fent, and ibelieve either the cops or EMTs hit me again with intranasal narcan spray, but i HAD been brought back by my girl) i started to get into it with him over the fact that he should be checking my face or vitals rather than asking me if i want to go to rehab or if i want help with my drug problem, when i started to say hey fuck you buddy he lined up six god damn male nurses and rent a cops and threatened to hit me with thorazine and throw me in the looney bin against my will for a minimum of 24 hours. they had cleared me three times for mental cogniscience in the ambulance so i knew i could leave against medical advice but this dude was tryin to tell me otherwise, saying "my report is the only one that matters". basically, i should have told the EMTs to take me to syracuse instead of where i ended up. i left AMA as i have at the same facility in the past.

"and without God and my Faith i'm certain i'd be dead"

Spoken like a weak-willed, weak-minded person.

You guys told Old Orcs to get raped to death by hobos, and now you guys tell New Orcs he's weak-willed and should OD and die.

I hate to say it, but maybe New Orcs is right about you people... :(

Actually EH I never said anything about "being raped to death by hobos". Or anything even remotely related.

I genuinely hope orcs gets his shit together - emotionally, intellectually, spiritually.

Not exactly the best time for that, Gmork.

gmork just knows me SO WELL

motherfucker constantly goes on and on about how non-whites and social justice warriors are drains on society, posts videos about eugenics, seriously defends said ideas, all the while he's wrecking rental cars and OD'ing on fentanyl

jesus fucking christ get your shit together mr master race

Orcs, you might be an asshole on here 99% of the time but sincerely, I hope you get well.

statistically and culturally, non-whites and SJWs ARE a drain on society

Terrific story, Orcs. You should do more of the long form stuff. Stars and stars.

If I understand your report, it does sound like your dealer is not mixing the fentanyl properly with the cut ( it couldn't possibly have been pure fentanyl ). Very dangerous. Consider another dealer, or dissolving the whole bag in water and measuring out liquid doses rather than breaking the powder into parts and using it that way.

how many tweets does a SJW have to make to equal the lost economic productivity from one destroyed automobile? please, tell me how the cultures of the mud-people are inferior to your heroin-laced gutterpunk BS

look in the fucking mirror before your start finding others to blame for your own problems

A few drops of truth aren't going to quench a sea of lies overnight, but they do what they can.