THE LIBERTARIAN ENTERPRISE
Number 582, August 8, 2010
"You knew I would"
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I couldn't really tell you why I've made a habit for the past several years of reading LewRockwell.com every morning, right after I read Matt Drudge, when Lew Rockwell himself is a self-described born-again Roman Catholic, and therefore a mystic, which renders the quality of his reasoning processes highly suspect (equally true of anyone who sees fairies at the bottom of his garden), as far as I'm concerned.
Rockwell also seems hell-bent on the Orwellian task of erasing Ayn Rand from the history of libertarianismone of the silliest, most ungrateful undertakings I could possibly imagineand elevating that nasty little troll Murray Rothbard to libertarian sainthood in her place. As a person, Rand may not have been any kind of paragon (I'm sure I wouldn't have liked her, and she would have hated me), but historically, we're stuck with her and the products of her undeniable and towering genius, much as we are with the creations of Charles Steinmetz.
I knew Murray; he was no saint, libertarian or otherwise. He always reminded me of Burgess Meredith on Batman, playing The Penguin.
Rockwell is one of a small handful of my contemporaries in the movement who appear positively embarrassed to be seen in my presence. I had always wondered why, until it developed the he and the Ludwig von Mises Institute harbor piratespun intendedby which I mean those who hold that my intellectual property rights don't exist and everything I labor to produce is up for grabs by any thief who happens along.
For my part, I privately find it a little embarrassing to hang around anyone who childishly continues to resent the fact of evolution by natural selection (as appears to be the case with Rockwell and a dismaying number of other "leading lights" of libertyif I were to list them all here, it would depress you for a week), but I'm more libertarianor at least better at polite dissimulationthan he is.
He's also made it very clear on more than one occasion that he has no interest whatever in anything I write. That is, of course, his loss.
Be that as it may, one morning when my Chock Full O' Nuts finally kicked in, I discovered that I was reading an article on his site by one of several writers who make the effort worthwhile, in this case, my old friend Vin Suprynowicz (who apparently does not mind being seen in my otherwise highly embarrassing company) entitled "Why I Am Not A 'Conservative'".
It was a thoroughly enjoyable article, in which Vin demonstrated why the miserable specimens who call themselves 'liberals' are really conservatives: they're desperatelyeven hystericallydefending a welfare-warfare kleptocracy that is now at least four generations old, against growing numbers of us (unlike Republicans, who seem to become more ignorant with every passing year) who have actually managed to learn something from history and are struggling to dismantle said kleptocracy.
The one trouble with this analysis, as Vin himself acknowledges, is: what does that make of the miserable specimens who call themselves 'conservatives'. For rhetorical purposes, Vin woudn't even venture a guess.
But I would.
You knew I would.
A long, long time ago, in a Wichita, Kansas far, far away, I met the famed Robert LeFevreotherwise known as Professor Bernardo de la Pazfor the first time, at a week-long seminar sponsored by the local Seven-Up bottlers and the Love Box Company, in the Ramada Inn basement you'll see in a different context when Sweeter Than Wine is published.
Write what you know.
I learned a lot from Bob in that week, and over the years that followed. For example, as Americans, each of us has the right to vote as our individual conscience may dictatefor the socialist of our choice. LeFevre referred, as I have myself ever since, to so-called liberals as "left wing socialists" and to so-called conservatives as "right wing socialists", pointing out that there isn't any other option on the conventional political spectrum, or on the ballot at the polls.
Vote for the socialist of your choice, but vote.
Now if you're not a libertarian, have spent the last twenty years hermetically sealed in a mayonnaise jar on Funk & Wagnall's porch, and still believe that conservatives or Republicans are the champions of minimal government, minimal regulation, and minimal taxation (all of which seem a lot to me like minimal torture and minimal execution), it may strike you as odd that somebody would refer to these worthies as socialists.
After I saw Vin's article, I immediately went to Wikipedia for a usable definition of "socialist". Unfortunately, Wikipedia is, in essence, a socialist site, and the article was a highly technical one, immediately diving into an unnecessarily detailed catalog of all the minute differences and meaningless distinctions between various thugs who basically want to kill me and cook me and eat me (and you, too). It reminded me of the silly arguments between the People's Palestinian Liberation Front and the Palestinian People's Liberation Front and the Front for the Liberation of the Palestinian People in The Life of Brian.
So I sought enlightenment, instead, in yet another of Wikipedia's handy-dandy definitions: "Collectivism is a term used to describe any doctrine that stresses the importance of a collective, rather than the importance of the individual. Collectivists believe the individual should be subordinate to the collective, which may be a group of individuals, a whole society, a state, a nation, a race, or a social class.
"Thus, collectivism contrasts with individualism."
Yeah, I'd say it does. The simple fact, of course, is that there's really no such thing as a collective. There's really no such thing as a group. Whatever its members may try to call themselves, they're only a rabble of individuals temporarily clumped together, mostly pooling their incompetence. Socialism itself is nothing more than the concrete political manifestationseveral rival competing brands of them, actuallyof the cannibalistic "philosophy" of collectivism. When all else failsand it always doesthey throw some poor schmuck scapegoat off the back of the troika and attempt to start over again.
At this point, then, it becomes appropriate to ask what all of the following phrases have in common: national security; war on terrorism; nation-building; democratization; common decency; and the seat of all virtues.
Simple: they are all excuses for sacrificing the lives, property, and rights of the individual to some collective or another. Only in this case, it's a collective approved by specimens who call themselves conservatives. Or as Bob put it, right wing socialists, the kind who steal your home or business and hand it to cronies who can pay higher taxes, a corrupt practice, I believe, that Vin was the first to write about.
For at least 50 yearsand in truth, for a great deal longer than thatthere has existed a sort of history of sympathy, a sense of fellow travellership, between conservatives and libertarians. It has to do mostly with origins, I guess. Most of the libertians I know blossomed from the manure pile of conservatism. Now, three and a half generationsand a million Iraqi corpseslater, it's time to scrub that vile affiliation from our souls and march on, alone, but cleaner.
The sad truth is that libertarians can do nothing to control the course that events are currently taking. The most we can hope for is that the conservative ascendency will break the power of the left wing socialists who have all but destroyed America. It will be up to us to make sure that the right wing socialists aren't allowed to finish the job.
It will not be easy.
For those poor, confused entities who claim to value individual liberty above all things, but still cling to the political company of Lincoln the Megalomaniac Mass-Murderer and his retarded protege Bush the Butcher of Baghdad, it's time to comb the contradictions out of your conscience. All your lives you have condemned Germans who looked the other way when Hitler came to power. Now you are repeating their sins.
The difference is, thanks to history, you know better.