Apologies again for absence. Since Gordon Brown and Tony Blair (and John Major and Thatcher too, for they failed to kill the rot while they could have done cheaply) have run out of everyone’s money, I have been scratching around on the bottom of the chicken-coop of this gigantic open prison, for things that might earn a crust or two. Not much success, but some thoughts.
Libertarians, as we are now, are good at talking to ourselves. We blog, we rant, we publish sundry pamphlets, and all the while the gramsoStaliNazis go marching on. Through the “Institutions” (they’ve done that now and have corrupted them quite fully enough), through the “New Universities” – that great hotbed of bureaucrat-spawning which they wanted deliberately to create so as to keep the supply of willing concentration-camp-guards going, using courses like “Town Planning Studies” (I made that one up but you know what we mean.)
We the Libertarians have not been very good at seeing how to trip up our enemies capitally, using no money, in no time, and with no resources. This is a failing. We are quite good at articulating arguments for liberalism, which is to say: capitalism and individual freedom in all aspects of life, but we are absolutely shite at persuading the right number (which is to say: thousands and thousands and thousands, and more thousands) of people (not just “students” who will be “important” later) _/IN POWER NOW/_ that we are right, and everything that they have been taight and have hitherto believed about which way round the relationships in a civilisation are, is wrong.
That their view of how society works is an inversion of the truth, and that ours is the correct way up, escapes them totally. We know we are right, and we know they are wrong, but can we get it across?
Dr Sean Gabb, who has been on the TV and the radio more times than all of us together have had a hot dinner, is used by the Enemy-Class as the statutory fall-guy, and straw-man, whose mike can be turned off as soon as he has said something that Yasmin Alibi-Brown can’t answer. The rest of us, about five, won’t even get asked on, even if we could perform. Look at what was done to The Devil even, by that guy who pilloried him on live TV a few months ago.
I’m not saying I know what the solution is. Can anybody help in the discussion, in which I hope you will all get killed in the rush to respond?