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In Rand’s day, humanity was trying to figure out how much a role government should play in markets. It looked like the world was being unzipped and falling into halves. On one side were state-planned economies, with their collective farms and military parades. On the other was the capitalist model, with our sleek, efficient, market-driven economies.
Growing up in Russia, Rand had seen Communism first hand. She realized that giving the state so much control was stifling to individuals, and she showed in her books how state oppression could extinguish a society’s innovative abilities. When Communist societies began collapsing, it seemed to prove that Ayn Rand had called it: We had the better system, and it was better because it encouraged and rewarded the individual.
Here’s the thing, though:
Multinational corporations now dwarf most of the world’s governments, but we still treat them as if they’re individuals. Recent Supreme Court decisions have upheld corporate “human rights” like privacy and free speech, meaning, among other things, that they are protected from surprise safety inspections and they can spend unlimited sums to influence elections. They own most of the world’s available resources and are run for one purpose only: the generation of short-term profit. They demand efficiency, planning, and discipline, they reward unity and conformity, and they have even less respect for human uniqueness than their government counterparts. Big business is not an alternative to big government so much as it is the new totalitarian structure eclipsing it.
The only way free individuals have a chance is if they all decide to wake up and become aware. In order for unique, independent people to continue to exist, we must develop into an informed public with actual power and the desire to keep it.
In the jungle, the biggest gorilla takes as much as he wants. It’s natural. Our problem is that through the creation of corporations and governments, we now have immortal gorillas who continue growing forever. Our situation is no longer natural.
Blurb:
Most of the
world's seventeen billion people are unconscious, perpetually serving their
employers as part of massive brain trusts. The ecosystem has collapsed, and
corporations control all of the world's resources and governments. A bedraggled
alcoholic known as the Prophet predicts nineteen year-old waitress Eadie will
lead a revolution, but how can she prevail when hunted by a giant corporation
and the Federal Angels it directs?
The
old man wrung his hands, looking Hawkins up and down. Hawkins scrolled through
some text and found the name again: Stuckey. Another gee-whiz dimwit citizen,
eager to please. Stuckey’s eyes went back up, from Hawkins’s acid-resistant
all-traction black shoes, to his flexible, abrasion-proof gray uniform – cut in
the old-fashioned suit style with lapels – to his perfectly Gold complexion and
salt-and-pepper, closely-trimmed hair.
Excerpt:
“Never
had a Federal Angel in my place before,” Stuckey said, though Hawkins barely
heard him. The Agent was closely observing
the movements of a young, redheaded waitress setting plates on a table. As she
leaned over, the girl kept her knees pressed tightly together, as her panties
were clearly exposed with every bend of her waist. “I wish I could help you
more; dropped that danged computer in a pot of soup when it was all going on –
corporate’ll be furious, of course, but you’ve gotta tell ‘em so you can get
the information you need. I hope my blunder doesn’t slow down your case,
though. God’s will, right? God to the President to you, the Federal Angels.
Geez. I never thought I’d actually meet one of you.”
2 comments:
Thanks for hosting!
Mark, thanks for sharing such a thought provoking guest post today.
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