Criticizing democracy has become as verboten as criticizing mom or apple pie, but mom and apple pie havn’t caused the misery democracy has. From Doug Casey at internationalman.com:
Democracy is vastly overrated.
The national elections this November 5 (Guy Fawkes Day, FWIW) have every chance of turning into a chaotic catastrophe. I’m not, therefore, going to discuss either candidate. Let’s instead talk about principles. That’s something few people discuss these days.
“Democracy” is not like the consensus of a few friends agreeing to see the same movie. Most often, it boils down to a kinder and gentler variety of mob rule, dressed in a coat and tie. The essence of positive values like personal liberty, prosperity, opportunity, fraternity, and equality have little to do with democracy. Those things exist because of free minds, free markets, and limited government.
Democracy, by contrast, focuses people’s thoughts on politics, not production, on the collective, not on their own lives. That’s not good.
Although democracy is just one way to structure a state, the concept has reached cult status, unassailable as political dogma. It is, as economist Joseph Schumpeter observed, “a surrogate faith for intellectuals deprived of religion.” Most of the founders of America were much more concerned with liberty than democracy. Tocqueville saw democracy and liberty as almost polar opposites.
Democracy can work when all concerned know one another, share the same values and goals, and abhor any form of coercion. It is the natural way of accomplishing things among small groups. But it doesn’t work well with a conglomeration of 350 million people, many of whom are voting in order to get something for nothing. Or at the expense of their neighbor.
Yea, you can’t complain because you signed off.
Only a fool wants to be ruled from afar by some transnational cosmopolitan elites who are just as arrogant as any NSDAP “brown pheasant” apparatchik or politburo enjoying the good life in some dacha while the proles dig in dumpsters.
I too think that demockracy has an ideal amount and after that it is just unworkable, we are way past that number.
Treats already! Bro gifted a Ball jar of Ol’ Smoky Tennessee moonshine maraschino cherries, nom, nom, nom, and a buzz off of six for dessert.
Plus a kampfy video game chair for lounging out back on night watch!
Marinated for awhile now wearing off for AM driving.
And early AM flank walk found a box of 6 Frankenchips cookies packs from local chips plant/bakery, FAM can have those since I can’t have any.
Learned to power nap on road trips where a few minutes are like several hours.
This just in from Jerry Reed:
When My Blue Moon Turns Gold Again