Monsters Among Us, or, How the Author Feels About Young Socialists

While the young socialist would love to ascribe the most infernal ambitions to everyone around him, he is shocked - horrified, even - when accused of having any of his own. These ambitions are always eventually revealed, and then understood to be of the basest kind. Those truly concerned with the care of their fellow man engage directly in it - they bind wounds, dig wells and feed (or employ) the hungry. But the socialist, who manages to do none of these things, demands to be seen as part of some moral nobility. This noble status is his most cherished possession, and like the nobles of old, he claims that he deserves it, and decries as corrupt any insistence that he might bother to earn some of it.

He then makes war on art and enterprise by attempting to claim as his own (i.e., the People's) total ownership of all creative product. He makes war on the poor, claiming to act on their behalf while villainizing as demons responsible for their condition all the role models they could emulate to change it. He makes war on those who accomplish and create because he lusts for their possessions and self-respect.

He ascribes guilt to every being on earth who does not aid him in his quest for power, though he will take no responsibility for any of the innumerable deaths and sufferings that his ideology has created. He creates every logical contortion and excuse imaginable to explain why his ideology is not responsible for what it has produced, even though there have been countless attempts to create a workable model. That every one of these models has ended in bloodshed he considers none of his responsibility, but the bourgeois he finds responsible for evils a million miles away.

His ego and his power-lust know no bounds - yet he will likely never bother to create a single thing that might would earn him a modicum of respect from the fellow man he claims to serve. Also, his girlfriend is sexually unsatisfied.

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