Open message to the common folk of Liberty

[DarthBindo]

A man should have the right and ability to live off his wage, and live well. But that does not excuse him from the choices he makes.
Time and time again I have seen men ruined by their own mistakes - trade captains cutting the margins one too many times, trying to shave an extra parsec off their travel times; Homeowners who took out more than they could afford so they could live in luxury; Men who purchased fast ships to impress women when they worked a labor job; women who spend more on clothing than they do to feed themselves; those who laze around and feel that they have an obligation to a job, a right to work even when they do not apply themselves; those who by lack of want or will failed to apply themselves in school; at work; in life.
A free market is a free market - for employers as well as consumers, for us as well as you.
Are there those who's greed is unnatural, who's unwavering lust for it will consume others? Of course, but it is a society's responsibility, a government's responsibility, to purge them and cast them out.
To owe debt, one must first spend what one does not have; and I will have no sympathy with those who do and do not own up to their own mistakes. I pulled myself up out of the dirty rocks of Southampton, from Junker brat, Son of a Molly to executive of Interspace Commerce and Member of Parliament in the span of twenty years; I tell you this, anyone can succeed.
But not everyone.
For every star there sits a hunk of coal, and every grand achievement of society, science, technology and culture lays on the bodies of those who made it; this is life in an unperfect world.
For every free society there lies graveyards full of patriots; so it is with Liberty.
"War", you may cry, "profits many!" but I tell you truly it profits none but those whose ideology has dictated it.
It drives down interest rates and premiums, drives up payouts and costs; it destroys and kills those who could be put to work. War is the tool of a galaxy of nations and ideologies, and we no longer live in a galaxy of nations and ideologies. The galaxy is a college of corporations, inexorably determined by the immutable bylaws of business. The world is a business, my good friend. It has been since man crawled out of the slime. And one day our children, or our children's children, or their children, and so on and so forth, will live, sir, to see that perfect galaxy in which there's no war or famine, oppression or brutality. One vast and ecumenical holding company, for whom all men will work to serve a common profit, in which all men will hold a share of stock. All necessities provided, all anxieties tranquilized, all boredom amused.
You may try and stop it, sir, but what do you think the revolutionaries talk of in their councils? Karl Marx? No, they get out their linear programming charts, statistical decision theories, minimax solutions, and compute the price-cost probabilities of their transactions and investments, just like we do.
You may not like corporations, but they are here all the same.

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gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|