I’m not allowed to punch a cop who is trying to kill me, because the other cops are supposed to show up and stop their buddy from illegitimately using his monopoly of violence against me. That’s what living in a “nation of laws” is supposed to mean: I don’t have to fight the state, and I don’t have to wait for God to raise me up in the afterlife, because I can sue the pants off the state right now. I’ll take my mansion up front, thank you very much.
