Julian Heicklen made rounds in dc metro area

FIJA Demonstration in Alexandria, VA on August 24, 2010

I arrived at the U. S. District Courthouse at 401 Courthouse Square in Alexandria, VA at 7:59 am. It was a chilly and overcast day. The courthouse is set in a court, so that there is almost no pedestrian traffic except for people entering or leaving the courthouse. I stood on the sidewalk, which was federal property, in front of the entrance.

At 8:01 am a courthouse security officer told me that I had to move across the street. I declined his request. I asked his name, but he refused to give it to me. He left.
At 8:08 am another security officer took a pamphlet and read my flyer in my presence. Then he left. I was not approached by any officer for the rest of my stay.

I continued to distribute pamphlets with flyers unmolested. At 9:20 am a person exited the courthouse, identified himself as a defense attorney, and said: “good stuff.”

At 9:30 am I left. I had distributed about 50 flyers. Everyone who accepted entered the courthouse.
FIJA Demonstration in Washington, DC on August 24, 2010

I arrived at the U. S. District Courthouse at 333 Constitution Avenue NW in Washington, DC at 11:25 am. It was a chilly and overcast day. The front of the courthouse was set back in a courtyard away from the street, so that there was no pedestrian traffic. However there was an entrance at the side of the William B. Bryant Annex where everyone seemed to enter. In front of that entrance was a pedestrian sidewalk on federal property. I stood there.

At 11:29 am Court Security Officer Rodriguez asked me to move across the street. I declined. He told me that I was in front of a U. S. courthouse. I answered that: “I knew that. That is why I was there.” He left.

At 11:31, his Supervising Officer Anderson took a pamphlet with my insert and told me that I had to move. I declined again. He left.

I continued to to distribute 42 pamphlets. The officers kept popping their heads out the door to see that I was not harassing anyone nor blocking the doorway.

At 12:13 pm, a person who took a pamphlet looked at it. then he asked me to autograph it, which I did. At 1:12 pm, I left.

via http://blogofbile.com/

Cool Liberty Poem (not mine)

I GAVE MY LIFE TO LIBERTY AND HAPPINESS PURSUED
COPYRIGHT 2009 by Sam A. Robrin or whoever the hell it is who writes these things. Go ahead and use it, but if you make a little money on it, I want some!

I held a near monopoly on freedom ideology.
Lonely and reclusive nights were warping my psychology.
     Discussing my ideas with the hometown population
          Garnered me reactions ranging from bewildered to abusive;
     A few sincere discussions gained me quite a reputation.
          At work I kept my mouth shut and grew ever more reclusive.
My life was one dull cycle of work, shelter, clothing, food.
Frustrated with my anomie, I'd sit at home and brood.

Weighted by the stigma of my anarchistic notions,
I scrutinized my memories and parsed my own emotions:
     The standard value-inculcation in the home and school
          Made me feel a proud American, and grateful to be here.
     As life went on, that patriotic pride beneath their rule
          Seemed more like blind obeisance, reinforced with threats and fear.
Public "servants"--all!--are arrogant, dishonest, rude.
The State's brand of "protection" is irrevocably skewed.

I'm haunted by the specter of the government, it seems,
All day, each day, from wake to sleep--and often, in my dreams!
     Unknown--unknowable--restrictions stifle honest trade.
          The courts are now casinos . . . with deceitful croupiers.
     Police, not crooks they never catch, make citizens afraid.
          War--on drugs or Muslims--furnishes excuse to raise
The cost to fund my own demise.  What else could I conclude?
A life lived under government will only get you screwed.

I hoped I could avoid their ills (at least the most excessive).
My conscience, though, would bother me if life grew more oppressive.
     The caveats of history point out the blatant error
          Of those who turned their backs on tyranny, and ran and hid.
     To stop a future ten times worse, I overcame my terror
          And tried to force some changes, just to one day say I did.
I acted, using action to elevate my mood--
I gave my life to liberty, and happiness ensued.

Simply taking action won't suffice--though it's a start.
Working hard is not enough, if you're not working smart.
     I boosted liberty ideas on the hometown front.
          The locals didn't do so much as toss me out a bone.
     I figured, when my efforts were dismissed as just a stunt,
          I might as well do nothing as continue on alone.
Then I looked New Hampshire-ward, where activism brewed.
I gave my life to liberty, and happiness pursued.

You're provided proper rite of passage right away: to prove
Your loyalty to liberty, you have to make a move.
     You'll have the help you need, and more--and all for beer and pizza.
          Within about an hour, you'll feel valued, safe and free.
     Best of all is, every just-arrived new mover meets a
          Wide array of confreres who soon feel like family.
From my own experience--advice that you can use:
Give your life to liberty, and happiness pursues.                                                                             

Your solo's soon accompanied by new concordant voices;
Where once you wondered what to do, you now are swamped with choices.
     You find and build your special place on freedom's new frontiers.
          Chart exponential growth in innovations you conceive,
     And put them into practice with your activist compeers
          With whom you do; with whom you'd die; with whom you can achieve
The fully realized potential that defines success.
Give me life and liberty and the pursuit of happiness!

I'm sure that in this audience are lots of other hermits
As sick of cops, courts, judges, taxes, regulations, permits.
     A few are on the borderline, unready to concede
          That what the State does for them isn't worth what it does to them.
     The price will soon outdistance what they misperceive as need--
          Try getting back what you've put in!  (It sure won't work to sue them.)
For those who give to government, receiving less and less:
Give your life to liberty in the pursuit of happiness!