|
|||
|
|
scream-of-consciousness; "If you're trying to change minds and influence people it's probably not a good idea to say that virtually all elected Democrats are liars, but what the hell."
|
|||
|
|
"If the number of Islamic terror attacks continues at the current rate, candlelight vigils will soon be the number-one cause of global warming. " |
This will be the comment box |
Yeah, same depression here, boss.:(
mary
I have two coworkers who've escaped Communism--one from Cuba and one from Vietnam. We discuss, frequently, the issue of why Americans don't take Communism/Communists seriously. For example I have another coworker who frequently says "I don't believe that!" when something is mentioned about Cuba, China etc. My personal view is that the majority of Americans are way too naive/innocent and don't believe the evil of Communism. Most have never left the country and seen things for themselves.
The whole issue has come up again recently with the Olympics in Beijing. Anyone who understands Communism knows what really happens in China. Beijing has been cleansed of any "undesirables" so anyone left on the street works directly or indirectly for the regime. The MSM will never report that though.
/sigh
'Tis the thing behind the mask I chiefly hate; the malignant thing that has plagued mankind since time began; the thing that maws and mutilates our race, not killing us outright but letting us live on, with half a heart and half a lung. Moby-Dick Herman Melville
Sons o' bitches......all of them.
One of the classic ironies of human government is that socialism tends to run out of steam and die without capitalism to provide it with energy. Without capital, it simply cannot function, and without incentives for innovation, imagination, interpretation, and remuneration the capitalists stay away in droves.
In theory, socialism sounds appealing: nobody starves, everybody has health care, and somebody else makes all the tough decisions. The classic case is the flower-power and free-love movements of the 60s and 70. Kids flocked to the “Summer of Love” and decried the insensitive, brutal, uncaring government which often expected people to make their own decisions and generally act like mature adults. What the hippies and love children wanted was an apolitical utopia with no rules, one where everything was free, a modern Eden where nobody was actually responsible or accountable for poor judgment.
The problem with that glittering castle in the air is that clothing doesn’t just magically appear on hangers free for the taking. Food doesn’t just appear at the end of an enchanted cornucopie in a puff of smoke. And somebody has to drive the ambulance, regulate the power plants, plant the crops, bake the biscuits. When no one is responsible, no one is dependable. When no one pays the workers, no one does the work.
The truth of it is that we could probably make socialism work as a system in this country, but we’d have to get rid of the socialists first. Most of their problem is that they simply cannot understand the basic laws of economics, especially supply and demand. Their solution to everything is wealth redistribution, a Robin Hood mentality whereby anyone who becomes a success must support not only his own family, but the families of those destined to fail because of poor self-discipline, poor judgment, or poor education.
The whole purpose of socialism often seems to be a means by which to make successful, energetic, hard-working, innovative people as miserable as possible. At the core of it is the belief that when everyone’s belly is full, all will be well and the farms, the factories, the banks, the hospitals, the department stores will all run smoothly and no one will complain ever again. They utterly fail to understand the concept that the winner gets to take home all the marbles, that when the Lotto ticket comes up zilch, you don’t get your money back; when the tank is empty, the engine will stop running; and after that last dollar goes into the slot machine, you don’t get it back simply because you’re broke.
"The fool's finger wobbles back to the fire." ~Kipling
Casca
MARK LEVIN ROCKS!!!
skegatz
At dinner the other evening, the 17-YO son of an old, old friend -- an unreconstructed hippie -- asserted that he'd named his pet rabbit Lenin. "Not John [that'd be bad enough], but Vladimir."
35-YO Number One Daughter shot back, "You named your rabbit after an evil communist dictator!? WTF!"
To which the young idiot replied, "He wasn't evil."
There is both hope and despair to be felt on beholding the future. I suspect 'twas ever thus.
M