I have to
admit that living here in suburbia that one doesn’t get to meet or have
everyday interaction with a real Anarchist so it was a bit of a shock to the
system upon the revelation of that Anarchist attitude toward our society as it
is presently.
We met on an
Internet dating site and she lives in the city of Boston.
The thing
that attracted me to her was that we had similar backgrounds. I was born into
the projects of the City of Boston and she was born into the projects of New York
City. We both had gone to public school, were around the same age, liked many
of the same things culturally and were, essentially, city dwellers. We were
both employed although she works for a public radio station in the city and I
work in the private sector out in the burbs.
What I didn’t
like about the relationship was her attitude. Her attitude politically, in my
opinion, was disturbing.
It wasn’t
that she was a Liberal, because she was and I could deal with that, but also her distain for and desire to destroy the pillars of what had built in the United States from the very
beginning. The tenants of Capitalism, self reliance, of working hard to build wealth, private ownership of property and even Democracy when it got in the way of what was "Right".
She wished for the whole system to collapse, the economic system, the political system, our society and yes, our Constitution, the document upon which is was all built, to be done away with. This was unbelievable to me.
She wished for the whole system to collapse, the economic system, the political system, our society and yes, our Constitution, the document upon which is was all built, to be done away with. This was unbelievable to me.
I would ask “Well
doll, what would you propose we replace it all with?” No clue. She didn’t care
about that part. “You know, I continued, this will hurt not just the well-to-do but the working class and yourself as well. If the system is destroyed, wouldn’t you lose everything too?”
She didn’t care about that either. It was only important that the people who
were in power lost theirs and the consequences to her, her family and her friends were
secondary.
This is the
mind of the Anarchist. They don’t care who gets hurt or what happens afterward,
they only wish to tear down what is there now. There is no thought of "after".
Greece is
currently displaying the Anarchist Mentality as it has been plying its Con Game
with the European Union. Greece didn’t join the EU to be a part of something
greater, they joined because they saw an opportunity to scam some money from
some high-minded aristocrats who traditionally had looked down their noses at
them. They saw an opportunity to spend other people’s money because they know
that once established, the EU would throw more money at them to hold it
together. Now when they’ve pushed the EU monetary ministers to their breaking
point, Greece, which has already stated that they are in War Mode, will only
work to pry the EU apart. Too bad the EU didn't believe it when they first heard this said.
But this is what
Anarchists do. It’s Comeuppance. To them, it’s what the EU deserves for taking
home a sick, half-dead rattlesnake and nursing it back to health. They should have known
better. You cannot expect gratitude from a snake.
One place
where I think the paths of my ex-girlfriend and I diverged was when my family
had to enter the projects in Roxbury, my mom, who was the head of the
household, remained working. We were in public housing but we didn’t go on the
welfare track. She had always worked from a young age, from fighting boys for the
coal that fell off railroad coal bins as the trains passed by during the first
Great Depression and then in the war factories of WWII. She ran a giant turret
lathe and drilled cannon barrels for tanks. She always told us how the oil that lubricated the drill wreaked havoc with her complexion. When the boys came home from the
war, the women were let go and told to start families. The work ethic stayed
strong and when she was left widowed with three children, she went back to work.
In the projects, where few people actually got up everyday and went to work, Ma got up every day and went to work. We saw this. This is how the work ethic is built. There were things we couldn't do with her because she was working. There were things she couldn't do with us because she was working. That's why they call it "work". This also fostered resentment among those who did not work and there were tensions, threats and sometime physical violence which myself and my older brothers had to deal with. Me being the youngest, I became the easiest target for some of this. We were different and the "so, you think you're better than me?" mentality was evident. This is a divide for the ages. When they couldn't get to us, they went after my mother's car and that had to be defended too on occasion. And one of my most vivid memories was one winter when ma slipped on the ice, fell hard, hitting her head and then getting up and still going into work. She said the next day that she doesn't remember a thing about the day or what she did.
Back then women weren’t viewed as the bread winners and you only got your start as a secretary. A secretary salary only goes so far. Still, through hard work, taking college courses at night and seeking higher opportunities, ma was able to work herself into a better position to get the family out of the projects which she eventually succeeded when I was halfway through elementary school and my brothers were entering junior high school. She bought a house, not the best house, in a suburb of Boston in a blue collar neighborhood. Up to the time we could work, we never asked for money.
Neither I nor my three brothers went to our high school Proms. We didn’t go on school trips that required money. We didn’t go out to eat much except for an occasional trip to McDonald’s or Howdy’s and a big trip was going to Lake Pearl way out in Franklin, MA to swim. When we got old enough to work, we saved every dime and contributed to the house. One brother and I both worked our way through college, myself through night school. We took nothing and we owed nothing.
In the projects, where few people actually got up everyday and went to work, Ma got up every day and went to work. We saw this. This is how the work ethic is built. There were things we couldn't do with her because she was working. There were things she couldn't do with us because she was working. That's why they call it "work". This also fostered resentment among those who did not work and there were tensions, threats and sometime physical violence which myself and my older brothers had to deal with. Me being the youngest, I became the easiest target for some of this. We were different and the "so, you think you're better than me?" mentality was evident. This is a divide for the ages. When they couldn't get to us, they went after my mother's car and that had to be defended too on occasion. And one of my most vivid memories was one winter when ma slipped on the ice, fell hard, hitting her head and then getting up and still going into work. She said the next day that she doesn't remember a thing about the day or what she did.
Back then women weren’t viewed as the bread winners and you only got your start as a secretary. A secretary salary only goes so far. Still, through hard work, taking college courses at night and seeking higher opportunities, ma was able to work herself into a better position to get the family out of the projects which she eventually succeeded when I was halfway through elementary school and my brothers were entering junior high school. She bought a house, not the best house, in a suburb of Boston in a blue collar neighborhood. Up to the time we could work, we never asked for money.
Neither I nor my three brothers went to our high school Proms. We didn’t go on school trips that required money. We didn’t go out to eat much except for an occasional trip to McDonald’s or Howdy’s and a big trip was going to Lake Pearl way out in Franklin, MA to swim. When we got old enough to work, we saved every dime and contributed to the house. One brother and I both worked our way through college, myself through night school. We took nothing and we owed nothing.
My
girlfriend’s upbringing paints a different picture. When her family came to New
York from Puerto Rico, they went on public assistance even though they had an
intact family unit since her father and mother, who were married, were
together. She lived in public housing right up until she graduated high school
and went to college. College was paid for through the State since she lived in
public housing and was “poor”. The family was all this time on the welfare
system. She went to the University of New York and also got her master’s from prestigious California University, all on the public arm. She
now works for a “non-profit” communications group funded by the State and by
listener contributions making a better wage than I do. Was that life hard for them? I bet it was but it was very different from my experience growing up.
So it stands
to reason that she would be All In on the Welfare State since all that she is
today is because of it. The gulf between us was wide and deep and although I was very fond of her, our relationship was doomed.
One time I
noted that my organization really likes to hire minorities and would do so at
every opportunity yet, due to the nature of the work, most don’t tend to stay
long. She asked me what kind of community outreach we were doing to correct
this “problem”.
My reply
was, after “Are you fucking kidding me?!” was that we are an equal opportunity
employer and if someone, anyone, can’t make an effort to apply (online even)
and walk in our door for an interview, what good will it do to go looking for them?
Success does not cater to the unmotivated. Community outreach indeed. We have
plenty of Portuguese employees since we are located on the south coast of
Massachusetts, THEY are a minority group and THEY seem to have no trouble
finding the place.
This is a
fundamental rift of the entitled. They hate the very system that hands them
everything and they should since we’re doing nobody any favors by giving them
the very things they could earn themselves if given half a chance. In this instance the Welfare State served only to create and support Anti-Capitalists and Anarchists.
At least one
that I know anyway.
One sees people doing well and works to get ahead like they did and the other just wants to take it away from them by force if necessary as if somehow they cheated them or others to get where they are and are keeping them down through The System! If only they were allowed to make it so.
But there are many others just like her who work with us, walk among us and are currently in our government. Judge the actions and not the words but their words give them away if we actually take the time to listen to them. Anarchists tell us everyday what they are after. We just refuse to believe it.
Because of
the situations of our upbringing, both of us were left with chips on our
shoulders. But only one of us wants to destroy what another has built. Sure
there is corruption but there is plenty that was built the right way, through
hard work, commitment and capital risk. Capitalism may not work for everybody
but no system does and we only need to view history to tell us how well
Socialism has worked.
Socialism
has sunk Greece. It sank Venezuela and Brazil. It will sink Spain. It will sink Italy. And it will most
certainly sink the United States of America so yes, my ex will most likely get
her wish and feel good about being a part of its downfall. The white European majority, whatever that really is, will fall. But what then?
Zimbabwe got
rid of the Europeans and within a year after many of them were drinking out of
mud puddles and dying of Cholera in the streets while their economy collapsed
and the nation fell to ruins. It’s still a ruin.
But they
didn’t care. Anarchists don't think that far ahead. It wasn’t about them living; it was about destroying the white
farmers and taking what they had built. That was all that mattered. They neither thought nor cared where
the food was going to come from. They didn’t know shit about running a farm but
they drove out the ones who did because that’s what Anarchy does. It destroys
indiscriminately and without a plan for the future.
Once the
Communists gained power in Russia, they quickly learned their plans didn’t work
but still took 78 years to collapse. The misery the people of Russia suffered
under the Soviet Union is well documented and heart rending.
All the
Marxists cared about was taking power, what happened after that was not
important and subject to improvisation.
Anarchists
can’t run a country. Terrorists can’t keep the lights on.
They can
only destroy.
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