I passed some of my happiest days living under communism.
I had no job, but all my needs – food, shelter, clothing, education, you name it – were provided for. I went to restaurants, took nice trips, and was even given my own spending money. I’m ashamed to say, I even complained when I felt I wasn’t given everything I wanted.
That little paradise ended when I graduated college and my loving parents reminded me I was now an adult and must take care of myself. We know you can do it – besides, you have no choice.
Which is to say, I understand the appeal of socialism; good families have always… Read More in Real Clear Politics