I woke up this morning, thinking about an old post I had written, saying that I wouldn't make a very good socialist (and I have not). From 2009:
.... The logic of Obama's plan simply escapes me.
If we in Omerica use less energy, eat less, and live with less heating and cooling, how does that benefit anyone? Sure, it will make us poor, miserable and ultimately unproductive if that's what he wants, but what good does it do these "other countries"?
If we don't mine our coal or drill for our own oil and natural gas, will more people in Afghanistan and Burkina Faso have air conditioning?
If we can't afford to eat as much in Omerica, does that make food cheaper and more plentiful in Sierra Leone, Somalia and Sudan?
If we don't drive our SUVS but ride our bikes instead, does that really mean less bikes and more cars for China?
Doesn't all this assume there is a limited pie and the less we take, the more is left for others?
I'm afraid I'm not going to make a very good Socialist, because I really don't get how we're going to spread wealth around if we don't have any.
Back in the Good Ol' Days, if we wanted more, we just made more. pie.
Somehow remembering this led me to think of ... Cinderella.
“ We can’t drive our SUVs
and eat as much as we want
and keep our homes [at] 72 degrees...
That’s not going to happen.”
Everything was fine - or at least, relatively so - until one day, the Evil Stepmother came along... and now here we are, sitting in the cinders of our civilization, our previous wealth and good fortune now redistributed to unworthy stepsisters and all we can do is watch as they frivolously squander it away ... while we wait for some "prince" to show up with that other shoe, the one that matches ours, the one that fits us.
240 days to go.