Let me make one thing quite clear.
At heart, I am a republican—but not in a million years would I vote for any of
the versions of republicanism that pollute the American expression of the
concept today.
The young man aspiring to becoming a VP of the USA is said
to be an admirer of Ayn Rand. As a matter of fact, so was Alan Greenspan, the
ex-Chairman of the Federal Reserve (the only organization in the US which seems
to operate outside the laws of the land) and he hasn’t done the economy much
good either. Or so I am told.
So let them take the example from Atlas Shrugged, a novel I would have enjoyed more if it were
exactly half its length. Nevertheless, Ayn created a reality she called “Galt’s
Gulch”, where the “brains of the world” (i.e. of the USA), built a town
protected from the ungodly eyes of the masses by a “ray screen” of invisibility.
There they, the (principally business or financial) brains, patted each other
on the back, telling themselves how magnificent they were, how marvelous it was
to be protected and apart from the working classes. A little like a “Gated
Conclave” of the rich in Florida.
I have a suggestion.
Let the rich, the 0.001% of Americans, use their untold
billions (trillions?) of private money they’d accumulated to buy an island,
somewhere, anywhere, and follow Any Rand’s solution. Let them create a “Mitt
Gulch” or a “Ryan Gulch” and protect it with whatever means they want. I
promise not to come near it. Let them stew in their own fat.
There would be but one condition. Only the rich would be
allowed on the shores of the Mitt/Ryan Gulch. No one whose hands were ever
soiled by an honest day’s work would be allowed to join the “chosen few”. Oh
my—this sounds almost biblical, which is just as well. The present day
republicans love to misrepresent the Bible. (“Don’t love your enemies, kill them instead. You make more
money that way.”) Let them enjoy their hidden Atlantis. And good riddance.
I give them about a month.
Then they would beg for the “workers” to come and be
exploited by them. For minimum wage, of course. They would prove, once and for
all, that Daniel Defoe was right:
that “No man is an island unto himself”. No matter how rich.
PS. You might want to try my version of Atlas Shrugged, the Headless World, which at least offers a lasting solution. You might enjoy it.
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