There is sometimes an argument about the difference between leftism, socialism, and communism with people arguing all day long what the minute differences are. But you and I know that foundationally speaking, there is no difference, they are each the same as the others. I’ll explain.
The New York Times article below is a perfect example of this foundation. The article talks about climate change, what else, of course that’s what it’s about, and what the author left out of the article are the actual numbers in question. The reason given for leaving them out? Readers are too stupid to understand them so there’s no need to include them. New York Times readers need pictures. “Visuals…are more informative.” Really? Visuals are more informative than the actual data sets?
Heaven knows I’m not big on tweets. I consider them throw away missives at best. Like walking into a room, farting, then turning around and leaving again. But occasionally, like that fart, they reveal the raw truth about the individual and what they think. The below tweet highlights the foundation of the above “isms” so well.
You are ordinary, THEY are not.
I believe, and have written so, that men are endowed with the right to chose, with freewill, or what I call agency. Having agency means that you may, at times, choose poorly. You might make mistakes. You might even get hurt by those mistakes, physically, financially, or emotionally. You might make several mistakes. That’s understandable after all, you’re ordinary and ordinary people make mistakes. What you need is someone extraordinary to look after you. Someone smarter than you, someone who really understands how the world works, someone willing to make the hard choices for you.
Of course they seldom present their true feelings so clearly as this tweet. That’s a look behind the curtain you aren’t really supposed to see. Normally they condescend with “love”. You’re life is hard, you have worries and fears, and you have to admit, sometimes you do make mistakes after all. How nice of them to offer the mother’s womb of socialism to wrap you in!
The mastermind is driven by his own boundless conceit and delusional aspirations, which he self-identifies as a noble calling. He alone is uniquely qualified to carry out this mission. He is, in his own mind, a savior of mankind, if only man will bend to his own will. – Mark Levin
But being delusional and conceited the mastermind doesn’t know his true nature. They may actually believe their own hype. It’s up to YOU not to be fooled. Though I like to talk about history, science, literature, and other such grown up topics, mostly I like to talk about liberty. It is liberty that drives it all for me. It’s a crazy thing to me to think that there are people who willingly turn over their agency and who are too blind to see socialism for the robbery that it is. It robs you of your liberty and makes you an accomplice to the robbery of your fellow man, thus robbing you further of your self respect. For what man can respect himself at all if he lets another man run his life? What man can respect himself if he takes from another man what that man has worked so hard for? No self respecting man, that much is sure!
Americans have always had a reputation for being individuals. This has been frowned upon by high society while at the same time secretly envied. The origin of the power of the American man is the liberty at the bedrock of our nation. A man does not need a mastermind to run his life.
Nobody deserves to be praised for goodness unless he is strong enough to be bad, for any other goodness is usually merely inertia or lack of will-power. – Francois de La Rochefoucauld
What the French philosopher was saying is that the highest mark of manhood is not the soft man, or the subservient man, but the man who possesses the potential for destruction but so strong is his will that he consciously chooses not to wield that power.
I once worked with a man from Tonga. He was a giant of a man, tall and broad with enough strength to lift a full-sized grown man with one hand and toss him into a pile with little effort. I know, I saw him do so on more than one occasion. But he never did so with any anger or arrogance. There was something abidingly powerful about his ability to control his abilities. That is the mark of a true man I think.
The deep and abiding power of men
America has always been known for men like that. Men like that would never give over their will to another man.
If: A Father’s Advice to His Son
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise
If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings – nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man, my son!
Women are incredible, they know it, men know it. It isn’t for lack of strong women that the world finds itself in danger of the masterminds’ grip. It is for the lack of men. Not men of anger or destruction, but men of such power that it requires self control.
It’s time to shake off the dust and rise up and be men.
When I challenged him about the ‘hottest year on record,’ a New York Times reporter explained that his readers are too dumb to understand numbers.