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(I have taken many of the arguments I am currently hearing and imagining them being employed by someone a couple of hundred years ago)
I’m sick of people saying slavery as a way of organizing an economy is bad. Have there been abuses? Sure. Is the system perfect? No. But we must remember that the United States of America was built on slavery. Our very culture of freedom and opportunity would not today exist if it were not for an economy based in slavery. No, it is not perfect. And yes, there are ways it can be improved. Nevertheless, slavery is the greatest economic system that has ever existed.
We do not need to abolish the slave economy, we just need to ensure that it is allowed to work as it was intended and without bias as regards to race, gender, or sexual bias.
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Why should we recognize the rights of corporations? From whence comes their authority? Who bequeathed them their rights? The U.S. Constitution? There is no mention of corporations in that document.
A lot of Democrats wonder why I seem to defend
Republicans all the time. I don’t, I just call out the flaws of the Democrats.
Democrats, like Republicans, have been conditioned to think that attacking one party means defending the other. It doesn’t.
I suppose it springs from the fact that many more Democrats go through what they believe is an education but would be more accurately described as an indoctrination. In college, they are fed a smattering of culture which provides them a far broader view of the world than they had previously imagined. This a good thing in and of itself, but for far too many they feel they have been given all the education they will ever need outside of work. They are left with a vague notion that the university has done its job by downloading its program into them and they are now free to go about their lives. The anonymous authority of higher learning, they feel, has done its job. They will henceforth be guided by all the wisdom of the ages.
Democrats are now in such a relationship. They won't admit it, of course, precisely because they are in deep in such a relationship. There's nothing you nor I nor anyone can tell them until they come to realize it for themselves. All we can really do is be there for them and continue to point out what a healthy relationship is supposed to look like. As hard as it may be, that's all a good friend can do.
(The Picture Of Dorian Gray is the story of a man who has his portrait drawn and makes a wish that the picture and not he would age. The wish is granted, and Dorian Gray lives for many years appearing as if he has neither aged nor been changed by his sinfulness. When at last the picture is shown to others, it reveals all the sin and corruption he has indulged in.)
I’ve heard a lot of my Republican friends say
they’ll never believe Joe Biden got 81 million votes. I have to admit, it’s
hard to imagine 81 million people voted for a demented plagiarist who wants to
cut social security.
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It’s like the apartment building I live in is on
fire. So I call the fire department as I stand outside watching everything I
own burn to the ground. Everybody’s standing, waiting. Finally, a firetruck
arrives with a great sound of sirens and everyone is elated because they know something’s
going to happen. The truck parks and the firefighters get off and start waving
at the people standing in the street. And the people cheer at them because they
are their heroes. It’s almost like a parade, where the firefighters strut their
stuff to applause and whistles from those who line the street.
I’m as patient as I can possibly be, but
eventually I wait for the guy with the megaphone to lower it for a second and I
yell out: “What about the fire?”
“We’ll why don’t you ask the arsonists to do
something about it since you’re being so critical of the firefighters? Don’t
you see they are doing all they can? They came with their firetruck and their
ladders and their axes.”
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