Saturday, October 1, 2011

Collectivism in America

My father was a sailor in WWII, and I served active duty in the navy for just shy of four years during the Vietnam debacle. I will not offer an opinion on whether we should or should not have been there. However, only someone who is brain dead would think that it was a military loss. The real blame lies with two groups of people - the gutless wonders in the U.S. government, and the whiney little maggots that protested the fact that people were dieing for their freedom to protest. Now, we have replaced the gutless wonders with more gutless wonders, and today most of them are from that bunch of whiney little maggots of the 1970’s.As a sailor I was stationed on an aircraft carrier, and home ported in the San Francisco bay area. So, I occasionally spent my off duty time in San Francisco, and in the Haight/Ashbury district (the area where the hippies congregated) of the city. Throughout the years that I have traveled in and out of this city one thing has remained constant. The city was a sewer when I first arrived in 1969, and it is a sewer today. And, there are two groups of people that deserve the blame for what is San Francisco - the little maggots who whine about what they believe their world should be, and more of those whiney little maggots from the 1970’s that are now running city government. And, they still cannot see that it is their system of government, the system that is based on their utopian ideas, and that the utopian society that they cherish so much, is what keeps them in their squalor. San Francisco is one of the world’s largest hippie communes. Communes are governed by collectivist. From the ranks of collectivism have come failed leaders such as Hitler, Stalin and Marx. Each of these leaders championed a different style of socialism. Each of them turned into dictators. Each of the societies their rule brought about started out with the idea that man should share his wealth with his fellow man without the need for his fellow man to have earned that wealth. Collectivism starts out looking to be successful because there are 3 classes of people in the society, the poor, working and ruling classes. The ruling class is productive only because they are passing tax laws and regulations that take money from the working class to pay their salaries and buy the votes of the poor. The productive working class find themselves supporting a “Robin Hood” class of government employees (notice I did not say “government worker”) that depend on money from the working class to pay their salaries and buy the votes of the poor. As always, these societies fail when the working class is taxed and regulated to the point when those who were being most productive become the slaves to the unproductive poor and the ruling class. In the end the productive people always quit being productive because of a lack of reward.

Taking Care of Business

Taking Care of Businessby Keith Birmingham
It was recess. Two nine year old boys, Norman and Timmy, were on the school playground playing with their toy trucks. When Billy the Bully walked up to them they both stood up with trucks in hand. Billy the Bully started calling them names, and demanding that the boys give him their trucks. Norman refused, but Timmy became very frightened. Timmy threw his truck to the ground, turned around and ran back to the schoolhouse screaming for help. Billy the Bully leaned backward and roared in laughter so that all the other kids on the playground would see that he had scared Timid Timmy. Now, watching Timid Timmy run away disgusted Norman. But, hearing Billy the Bully’s laughter infuriated him. While Billy the Bully roared with laughter Norman reached down and grabbed a handful of sand. When Billy the Bully stopped laughing and turned his attention to Norman he received a face full of sand. Billy the Bully raised his hands to shield his face. Norman used this opportunity to kick Billy the Bully between the legs. Of course, Billy the Bully now bent over in pain. And, when he did, Norman used his truck on Billy the Bully’s noggin, laying him out cold on the ground. Now, Stormin’ Norman picked up both of his trucks, and calmly moved to another part of the playground to continue his games. But, the story doesn’t end there. That was over thirty years ago. These boys grew up. Billy the Bully continued to play with trucks. He grew up and became a trucker for awhile. But, he grew tired of all the hard work, and being gone from home all of the time. So, Billy the Bully got an office job in a major trucking firm. Now, people had to do what he said or he could fire them. Timid Timmy also continued to play with trucks. He also grew up and became a trucker. Things looked good for awhile, but Timid Timmy continued to whine instead of taking care of his business. And, because he spent more time whining than he did taking care of business Timid Timmy’s business failed. But, the “softhearted” Billy the Bully was there to smile wickedly and give Timid Timmy a job working under him. But then, one day at a company meeting Billy the Bully was promoted to Corporate Operations Manager. His first order of business was to promote Timid Timmy to Terminal Manager in the worst terminal he could find. And, as usual, Timid Timmy accepted the promotion, and immediately began to whine and complain about his working conditions. Now, Stormin’ Norman also continued to play with trucks. And, he also grew up to become a truck driver, an owner/operator, and eventually started his own trucking company providing more and more people with good paying jobs. He treated his employees well, and he and his employees prospered. And then, one sunny afternoon Stormin’ Norman closed a deal to purchase the very corporation where Billy the Bully and Timid Timmy now worked. And, the first order of business for Stormin’ Norman was to terminate Billy the Bully and Timid Timmy for incompetence. Stormin’ Norman never tolerated bully’s, laziness or incompetence. Stormin’ Norman was successful because, unlike Timid Timmy, he stood up for what he believed in. He didn’t waste his time whining and complaining. Stormin’ Norman could be counted on to take care of business, He and his employees could be counted on to get the job done. They didn’t quit because the job was too hard. Stormin’ Norman proudly ran with the big dogs.*Footnote: If you have comments on this little story (good or bad) and would like to contact me please e-mail me at