– Part 1

If you think your American rights follow you ANYWHERE on American soil, you’d be sorely mistaken. Corporations’ rights take precedence over yours — and there’s nothing you can do about it.

It’s time to redraw this line.

Disney World is called “the happiest place on Earth.”

However, how can this billion-dollar conglomerate call itself that when it doesn’t recognize your rights as an American citizen?

That doesn’t sound like the happiest place on Earth. In fact…

It doesn’t sound like a happy place at all.

You may be wondering where this is going — well, just hold tight; I’m about to tell you.

This past week, the team at FreedomWire and I were away at a retreat for a little team building — and our destination of choice for said retreat was Disney World.

I love Disney World…

I’ve been going there since I was 5 years old. The best part of Disney is the fact that no matter how old I am — whenever I walk through that gate — I instantly feel like I’m 5 years old again.

Call it magic, or call it nostalgia — but Disney has always held a special place in my heart…

Till now.

When I was 8 years old, my grandfather gave me my first pocket knife. He told me that it was always smart to have a knife in my pocket because you’ll never know when you need a tool.

It was never a weapon in my eyes — because it was never presented that way…

They’re a tool, nothing more.

So, since I was 8, I’ve carried a knife with me throughout my life, with minor exceptions like high school and when working with kids.

Back to Disney…

So, while leaving one of the hotels on the property, I went through a security check, which I thought was odd. But living in today’s society, I can understand why Disney feels it needs to set up or present an image of safety.

As I always do, I put the knife in the bucket with my phone and wallet and walked on by…

However, the dude stopped me…

“Sir, I’m going to let you go through, but just to let you know, when you come back, the guys at the other station may not let you.”

“Why’s that?” I asked.

“Well, the knife is on the cusp of being too big — and the guys on the way back may not let you through,” he replied.

This, to me, was interesting — because, as a concealed carry license holder, I know that my knife is completely legal anywhere in Florida, as the blade clocks in at 3.4 inches.

In fact, because it’s under 4 inches, I don’t even need to have a concealed carry permit to carry it — but it shows that I’m responsible and know how to at least handle a weapon.

I thought about running back and leaving it in my room, but I didn’t have time — I was running late as it was to meet the crew…

So I thanked the guard for his understanding and hopped on the monorail to go meet the rest of the guys.

The event was a blast. We spent the evening talking, laughing and making plans to convert as many Liberals to Conservatives as we can.

The food was good — and the drinks were better — but being the responsible group we are, we called it a night and went our separate ways…

And that’s when I almost found out what the inside of a Disney World jail looked like.

Yes…

I almost got put in the pokey…

In Disney World…

For a knife that is legal anywhere in the state of Florida.

And no…

You can’t make this stuff up.

To be continued…

 

“When you’re curious, you find lots of interesting things to do.” — Walt Disney