You can’t have freedom without private property. Every time government issues a regulation that nibbles away at private ownership, it moves from liberty to tyranny, from capitalism to communism. But...there are some who imagine that socialism, communism, Liberalism, would take all of our worries away. They shrug at the 100 million slaughtered to prove it. One tends to think of the genocide of the Soviet Union when the concept is discussed, but the problems of communal rights have a more prosaic and daily consideration. 1.In Mikhail Zoshchenko’s "A Summer Breather,” a short story about families having to live together in the ‘worker’s paradise,’ we get a truer picture of communism in action. “Getting your own individual little apartment is of course petty bourgeois pure and simple. People should live in harmony as a collective family, not lock themselves up in their domestic fortresses. People should live in communal apartments. Everything there's right out in the open. There's always someone to talk to. To ask for advice. To slug it out with. There are of course some minuses. The electricity, for example, can be a pain. You don't know how to figure the bill. Who pays what. Further on, of course, when our industry gets rolling, every tenant who wants to can put even two meters in every corner. Let the meters measure how much energy has been dispensed. Then, of course, life in our apartments will shine like the sun. Well, but for the time being it really is one big pain. For example, at our place there are nine families. One power line. One meter. At the end of the month it's time to fall in and pay up, and then, of course, there are some serious disagreements and now and again a punchfest. Well, all right, you say: figure it per light bulb. Well, all right, by the bulb. So one conscientious tenant turns on the light for maybe five minutes to get undressed or catch a flea. But another tenant sits there with the light on chomping away on something until midnight. And he won't turn it off. Although it's not like he's doing ornamental design or something. And then there's a third one, an intellectual no doubt, who will stare at a book to literally one in the morning or later with no thought to the overall situation. And maybe he'll even take out the bulb and put in a brighter one. And study his algebra like it's the middle of the day. And maybe that same intellectual will even shut himself up in his lair and boil water or cook macaroni on a hot plate. This is what you have to understand! There was one tenant at our place—a mover by trade—who literally went off his rocker on account of all this. He stopped sleeping at night and was constantly trying to find out who was studying algebra and who was heating up food on hotplates. And that was the end of him. Off his rocker.” Do you still wish Bernie Sanders had won????