Socialism is a scourge on humanity, the evisceration of initiative and individuality, the unwelcome imposition upon family and culture, the weaponization of common men and common language against neighbors suddenly termed “common enemies”.
It is the erosion of human rights and human productivity, a veritable assault on life, liberty, property, and the pursuit of happiness — the fruits and pursuits that make life worth living.
It is the regimentation of society to the extent that it rejects humanity, the rewriting of fact to the extent that it rejects history, reason and evidence, and even the very ideas of objective truth and objective morality.
Ironically enough, the socialists claim that “true socialism has never been tried”, but that’s because “true socialism” isn’t even achievable: that is because it predictably fails each time well before the socialists are able to “successfully” implement all of their ideas — ideas which are always half-baked and ever changing in their disguises, which are always seeking control to remedy problems that they fail to understand and that they create or exacerbate through their “solutions”, and which are always one step closer to mechanizing the human experience (or at least treating it so) that man is constantly becoming more robot and less human.
For its inherent lack of scalability and through the corruption and inefficiencies it breeds, socialism fails so predictably and so consistently that we are on each occasion left with its disastrous results along with the false notion that it “hasn’t been tried”; that is, it “hasn’t been tried” until every last doubter and dissenter has been brought into line, kept from questioning or expressing his doubts, and brought into perfect harmony with the other cogs that have accepted their fate as inanimate subjects whose sole purpose in “life” — so far as they are even regarded as having such a thing — is defined strictly by the demands of the political machine.
As far as “having things” goes anyway, under socialism property belongs not to the person but to the collective, which is to say that it is the domain of the ruling class which determines its purpose.
So, as far as “life” is concerned, where the individual is without right to his property, he is without right to the product of his labor; where the individual doesn’t own the product of his own labor, it can hardly be said that he owns himself, and in that sense it cannot be said that he owns his “life”, or that he even has one. To the extent that “life” carries meaning, it is in one’s ownership over himself, his actions, choices, rewards, and consequences; where he is free to work for his own ends, to use his property in the manner he prefers, to think and express himself freely. And this is the life of liberty, preserved so long as each respects the right of another to practice the same. Where these are stripped away or “socialized”, it isn’t “life” but servitude. Where this attitude prevails, there isn’t even a society; for, after all, society is nothing other than the sum of individuals — individuals who preserve their individuality only through said style of ownership, through that which amounts to personal sovereignty, the qualities that distinguish free men from slaves.
For this reason, to describe such a wretched and disastrous dictatorship as “socialism” is to mischaracterize it. As stated in Death by Socialism, the very term “socialism” is a misnomer, a false face both for people who despise society and for designs anathema to it.
It is not just anti-social at its core but dead set on society’s destruction, and that includes the “collateral damage” — the death, the imprisonment, the forced labor, the confiscation or destruction of property, and the dictatorship (which, they claim, is necessary to get things going but will eventually wither away) — always deemed necessary by socialists for the purposes and agendas which they prioritize over the individual and his liberty; agendas whose ulterior motives and true practical purposes escape the average socialist while the ruling classes consistently emerge the chief beneficiaries, dolling out just enough to their cronies and the masses to keep the people quiet and content (or otherwise silent and intimidated), too busy in work and petty disputes to see the big picture, sufficiently satisfied (intellectually as well as economically) to the extent that critics are few in number (with vocal ones even fewer) while the state enjoys plausible deniability, and in conformity as the ruling classes and the intelligentsia continue to move the goalposts and strip away ever more of that which remains of the individual and his liberty.
And so the dictatorship — whether by one man or by a committee or by public consensus — never withers away.
It crumbles under the weight of its own failures, where broken families are too often found in the rubble along with shattered hopes, dreams, and aspirations — reminders of all that dies under the scourge of socialism.
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