I heartily second this thought from Velociworld, who I foolishly took off my bloglist after he didn't post for months.  A- hole!  With rhetorical talent like this there is no excuse to let your blog lie fallow.

   "It's very tempting to lash out, and take a pop at any miscreant. But the wise hunter waits for trophy prey. In fact, in such a target-rich environment, and with a metaphysical man cave of walls to fill, it is absolutely incumbent on the wise hunter to exercise that patience, and select the biggest, most awesome game. One does not spray at every bunny rabbit and jackelope that prances across the meadow.

It will prove nigh impossible to resist the willy-nilly persecution of low-hanging fruit. But this is the first time since the 1920's the Republic has had the opportunity to dismantle Leviathan, piece by piece. In orderly fashion. Without Whack-A-Mole distractions. This is unemotional business, like an autopsy. There's no crying in baseball, and there's no room for emotion in disemboweling Moby Dick. Flense the flesh, and boil the blubber. It's nasty, smelly work. It takes that patience, and a strong stomach.

The Beast that is The State has not been this vulnerable since 1812. As Saul Alinsky would advise, identify the target, isolate it, and destroy it. I personally would start with the IRS. Only because of its horrible power. Then the NSA and Homeland Security. Only then are gutted the chickenshit organizations like EPA, Interior, Agriculture, Education. The ones that spend billions accomplishing nothing. Those latter, of course, are mere ticks on the ass of the body politic. We have years to get them. We need to neuter the shock troops first.

It starts at the ballot box, and it ends at the ballot box. But in between there exists a judiciary system, lawsuits, and Freedom of Information. And the collective voice of the internet. The last is the most powerful. Nothing humiliates and ennervates a damned scofflaw bureaucrat like Shame, and loss of privilege and pecuniary sweetbreads. 

Let's get busy, kids. We have tar to boil, feathers to apply, rails to assemble. We have elitist bureaucratic bastards to prosecute, pensions to destroy. But with precision, and dispassion. There will always be another jackalope racing across the meadow. Or red herring to hop in your boat. Do not be distracted. Stick to the game plan. Method beats madness. It took one hundred years to get here. I have ten to spare to retrieve my Republic."