One more for you. This is gonna feature a
seasonally appropriate reading from H. P.
Lovecraft.
How can one regard seriously a frightened,
greedy, nostalgic huddle of tradesmen and
lucky idlers who shut their eyes to history
and science(, steel their emotions against
decent human sympathy, cling to sordid and
provincial ideals) exalting sheer acquisitiveness
and condoning artificial hardship for the
non-materially-shrewd, dwell smugly and sentimentally
in a distorted dream-cosmos of outmoded phrases
and principles and attitudes based on the
bygone (agricultural-handicraft) world, and
revel in (consciously or unconsciously) mendacious
assumptions such as the notion that real liberty
is synonymous with (the single detail of)
unrestricted economic license or that a rational
planning of resource-distribution would contravene
some vague and mystical 'American heritage'...
utterly contrary to fact and without the slightest
foundation in human experience? Intellectually,
the Republican idea deserves the tolerance
and respect one gives to the dead.
