The Cart Before the Horse
There are granite consequences to being so resolutely wed to an ideology that you are unable to interpret the real world as it stands. As a product of such folly, the null perspective of moral-political blindness, much like a tumor, attaches itself to the mind's common sense deliberative functions. Like all distorted filters of vain human artifice, morbid ideologies refuse to admit the healthful qualities of rational illumination and prudence, and allow an unburied dogma's black reckoning to steer the often bewitched human will into catastrophic waters.
How else can one explain the counterintuitive fundamentals of the Radical Progressive's vision? Only the ideologue's penchant for transposing cause and effect can account for holding that the economic gravitas of leviathan stands prior to that of the private sector, the wealth creating dynamo of any economic engine. Surely most would agree that it is through taxation and the deceptive byzantine economy of second-order redistribution that the modern state owes its capacity to thrive and reproduce, for left to its own devices, such a purely parasitical entity would wither away. Moreover, it should be near axiomatic that encumbering and overtaxing the productive nodes of society will necessarily attenuate the efficiency of production, therein resulting in a more fallow harvest of private sector, and in turn, regime income. Does not practical wisdom inform us that the monumental ascension of taxes, combined with the multi-layered application of disastrous impediments to the producer class, is akin to overstressing a wagon with undue burdens that eventually wearies and brings about the poor horse of Capitalism's demise? Or are these judgments the relics of history and its barren nostalgia?
Know this: a perverse economic revolution, predicated upon a fundamental cognitive misperception of human nature and the mechanisms through which men cooperate in the city, is advancing without vacillation in the highest echelons of America. Its prize is the upheaval of the moral, the political, and the economic through an incessant evangelizing of the dubious premise that the proverbial cart shall indeed drive the horse. Yet, if we were to sift through the progressive blather of Keynesian and statist doublespeak, we might find that the proper dilemma put before us remains: Is government's technical and moral expertise wholly indispensable to the success of the private sphere, or are the methodological tools of liberalism's economic vision, simply put, the continuous bloodletting of healthy victims on the altar of homogeneity? If it is the latter, is the philosophy that animates such a collectivist scourge not akin to a stop-motion suicide that is itself the byproduct of grotesque human irrationality in the service of power?
Know this: any government who posits that its planners and their fanciful intrigues are in all ways superior to the millions upon millions of rational self-interested economic actors is anathema to the production of wealth. Such a regime has believed the Gnostic lie of its own technical excellence and has swallowed the sweet and slow-moving venom contained within the reams of its own propaganda. The simple and circumspect primacy of the "Invisible Hand," rather than the polymorphous conceits secreted within the progressive's grim Fascist-Corporatist economics, once held the hallowed status of a veritable iron law within the stalwart rudiments of America. The swaggering attempts by academics to injudiciously put the cart before the horse has not only led to the murdering of wealth creation by a thousand nasty wounds, but in degrading the cardinal American virtues of liberty and self-sufficiency by holding success hostage to a dull and morally truncated overseer. No industrialized national economy has been able to break this iron law and withstand the consequences of economic and moral stagnation that comes with Leviathan salting the verdant fields of production with the futile stones of an impressed and cynical egalitarianism. Such capricious schemes only systematically consume a people's precious seed corn and can only result in hard boiling the national Golden Goose into a state of economic petrification.
Our Founding was never predicated on the primacy of State over individual; our foundation is grounded on the considered reciprocation of ruler and ruled in a sharing of sovereign power unlike any regime whose form had ever entered into the human mind. But men being what they are, the endless flow of legislated and clandestine allurements that accumulate unmixed power towards the sphere of the state will ever remain a political pathology that our wise Founders sought bravely to neutralize, yet could only in virtue contain. By harnessing and curtailing power in an elegantly balanced constitutional regime dedicated to the noble ends of enlightened human liberty, the Framers proposed to maximize wealth and technical virtue, the temperance of political passions, and the moderating arm of restraint against the pride and presumption of those who would herd humanity as oxen. Yet nevertheless, so often are men betrayed by sweet and sonorous voices whose unyielding rapacity is masked well under the cloak of utopian economics. Has not such blighted altruism historically led to the West's severe judgments of collapse and despair? In truth, our legacy of lessons unlearned are both little retained and ever deserved.
Against our Founder's noble intents, the current administration has gone far in resurrecting that dismal state of tyrannical ambition we as a wise people once so righteously took arms against. The demagogue Obama has metastasized that fatal conceit that blooms in all aspiring tyrannies -- having its genesis begun on the ardor of benevolent lips, only to cunningly refashion itself into something putrescent and unholy to men and women who had once known only the piercing air of freedom in their nostrils. This regime will attempt at no less than restating the political contract of citizen to state, and there is no corner in civil society that it will not smear its darkened hand as its jihad of leveling passes over us like a plague -- testing that what is strong within us as it vows to render us mere compliant spectators for its sickened transmutation of America.
Glenn Fairman writes from Highland, Ca. He can be corresponded with at firstname.lastname@example.org. and at www.stubbornthings.org.