Pirates understand that they are outnumbered by gendarmes and other, less honorable players on the high seas of finance. Scoundrels move from place to place, one step ahead of the cops and sorehead chumps who lost a buck or two in bed with a scoundrel. Bums are in competition with all of history, fighting every first-class writer and artist and minstrel, every conqueror and lawgiver, from Pliny to Paul McCartney. No one is born a pirate. Many come into this world as taxpayers, and certainly we start life as innocent, helpless infants.
Some kids opt for the status quo, becoming replacement ants in the anonymous majoritarian anthill.
I have no quarrel with people who decide to swim with the game show of history already in progress, doing nothing else, adding or subtracting zilch. That's the meaning of liberty. You get to choose. Pirates and scoundrels choose to wield power. They add to or subtract from civilization, instead of rowing meekly in the wake of tradition.