Wouldn't it be fun...

Never heard of "Atlas Shrugged", have you?

Prolly not, as it never came out as a Classic Comic Book.
I don't base my views on fairy tales. Obviously, you do.
Yeah, right....:lol:

I'll give you a couple of hints as to the plot:

The industrialists and entrepreneurs go on strike and permanent vacation. Rather than your sappily stale "idea" of putting us all on an island somewhere, they do the shuffle off to Buffalo all on their own and don't tell anyone where they are.

Ingrate collectivist drips like you subsequently have nobody to leech off of, and it ain't pretty.

I'm sure your in there somewhere, as one of the antagonists, but I've yet to figure out which character.
Dude, the book is a novel. Fiction, you know.
 
Actually, something similar is going on in Ivory Coast. It seems to be working quite well. The libertarian half is a lot better off than the nanny state half.

When I think "City on a Hill", Bouake isn't the first place that comes to mind...

You start small and make progress. 200 years ago when John Adams and the rest of them moved down there, DC was just some whitewashed granite buildings dropped hodge podge in a swamp known for the voracity of its mosquitos.

A city on a hill starts out as a couple tar paper shacks on the hill. With the right kind of hard work and sacrifice, a city can grow. With the wrong attitude, you get nothing.

Perhaps you're right. I'm jealous of your optimism. :lol:
 
Never heard of "Atlas Shrugged", have you?

Prolly not, as it never came out as a Classic Comic Book.
I don't base my views on fairy tales. Obviously, you do.
Yeah, right....:lol:

I'll give you a couple of hints as to the plot:

The industrialists and entrepreneurs go on strike and permanent vacation. Rather than your sappily stale "idea" of putting us all on an island somewhere, they do the shuffle off to Buffalo all on their own and don't tell anyone where they are.

Ingrate collectivist drips like you subsequently have nobody to leech off of, and it ain't pretty.

I'm sure your in there somewhere, as one of the antagonists, but I've yet to figure out which character.

Ms. Rand and reality seem to have had a pretty rocky relationship. I don't know about you, but I can think of one society that would have flourished without industrialists and entrepreneurs had it not been for the outside interference of a certain fascist dictator and a certain Soviet proxy army.
 
200 years ago when John Adams and the rest of them moved down there, DC was just some whitewashed granite buildings dropped hodge podge in a swamp known for the voracity of its mosquitos.
Not much has changed. 'Cept now they call the mosquitoes 'politicians' and the swamp has become an assortment of socio-economic and political quagmires.
 
I call bullshit.

Name it.

Here's the account of one notable author:
"This was in late December 1936, less than seven months ago as I write, and yet it is a period that has already receded into enormous distance. Later events have obliterated it much more completely than they have obliterated 1935, or 1905, for that matter. I had come to Spain with some notion of writing newspaper articles, but I had joined the militia almost immediately, because at that time and in that atmosphere it seemed the only conceivable thing to do. The Anarchists were still in virtual control of Catalonia and the revolution was still in full swing. To anyone who had been there since the beginning it probably seemed even in December or January that the revolutionary period was ending; but when one came straight from England the aspect of Barcelona was something startling and overwhelming. It was the first time that I had ever been in a town where the working class was in the saddle. Practically every building of any size had been seized by the workers and was draped with red flags and with the red and black flag of the Anarchists; every wall was scrawled with the hammer and sickle and with the initials of the revolutionary parties; almost every church had been gutted and its images burnt. Churches here and there were being systematically demolished by gangs of workmen. Every shop and cafe had an inscription saying that it had been collectivized; even the bootblacks had been collectivized and their boxes painted red and black. Waiters and shop-walkers looked you in the face and treated you as an equal. Servile and even ceremonial forms of speech had temporarily disappeared. Nobody said 'Senor' or 'Don' or even 'Ústed'; everyone called everyone else 'Comrade' or 'Thou', and said 'Salud!' instead of 'Buenos días'. Tipping had been forbidden by law since the time of Primo de Rivera; almost my first experience was receiving a lecture from a hotel manager for trying to tip a lift-boy. There were no private motor-cars, they had all been commandeered, and the trams and taxis and much of the other transport were painted red and black. The revolutionary posters were everywhere, flaming from the walls in clean reds and blues that made the few remaining advertisements look like daubs of mud. Down the Ramblas, the wide central artery of the town where crowds of people streamed constantly to and fro, the loud-speakers were bellowing revolutionary songs all day and far into the night. And it was the aspect of the crowds that was the queerest thing of all. In outward appearance it was a town in which the wealthy classes had practically ceased to exist. Except for a small number of women and foreigners there were no 'well-dressed' people at all. Practically everyone wore rough working-class clothes, or blue overalls or some variant of militia uniform. All this was queer and moving. There was much in this that I did not understand, in some ways I did not even like it, but I recognized it immediately as a state of affairs worth fighting for... so far as one could judge the people were contented and hopeful. There was no unemployment, and the price of living was still extremely low; you saw very few conspicuously destitute people, and no beggars except the gypsies. Above all, there was a belief in the revolution and the future, a feeling of having suddenly emerged into an era of equality and freedom. Human beings were trying to behave as human beings and not as cogs in the capitalist machine."​

And here's some information that's a bit less anecdotal:
"In Spain, during almost three years, despite a civil war that took a million lives, despite the opposition of the political parties . . . this idea of libertarian communism was put into effect. Very quickly more than 60% of the land was collectively cultivated by the peasants themselves, without landlords, without bosses, and without instituting capitalist competition to spur production. In almost all the industries, factories, mills, workshops, transportation services, public services, and utilities, the rank and file workers, their revolutionary committees, and their syndicates reorganised and administered production, distribution, and public services without capitalists, high-salaried managers, or the authority of the state. . .

Even more: the various agrarian and industrial collectives immediately instituted economic equality in accordance with the essential principle of communism, 'From each according to his ability and to each according to his needs.' They co-ordinated their efforts through free association in whole regions, created new wealth, increased production (especially in agriculture), built more schools, and bettered public services. They instituted not bourgeois formal democracy but genuine grass roots functional libertarian democracy, where each individual participated directly in the revolutionary reorganisation of social life. They replaced the war between men, 'survival of the fittest,' by the universal practice of mutual aid, and replaced rivalry by the principle of solidarity . . .

This experience, in which about eight million people directly or indirectly participated, opened a new way of life to those who sought an alternative to anti-social capitalism on the one hand, and totalitarian state bogus socialism on the other."


- Gaston Leval (I.8 Does revolutionary Spain show that libertarian socialism can work in practice?)​
 
As fictitious as it is, Rand's antagonists are ripped straight out of the congress, media, and a lot of the collectivist fools around here.

In fact, they're the comic relief in her otherwise dreary novels.

You're actually going to believe the cultist? :lol:

That would be like me citing Al Gore for anything. You're joking right? :lol:
 
It's okay guys, Dude just doesn't see the irony of him buying into Rand is like his mocking of people on the left for buying into Gore. :lol:

No offense Dude. :cool:
 
It's okay guys, Dude just doesn't see the irony of him buying into Rand is like his mocking of people on the left for buying into Gore. :lol:

No offense Dude. :cool:
I don't have to buy into anything when I can watch walking, talking, living and breathing Randian stereotypes like Nancy Pelosi, Newt Gingrich, Chris Matthews, William Kristol, Hannity, Olbermann and the rest of the collectivist authoritarian nutbar bunch on a daily basis.
 

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