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their fellow men.
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When Feanor was but a young lad, he came home from his first Young Pioneer's meeting, and he was trying to make sense of some of the terms he'd heard there for the very first time. His grandfather, so wise, was there, and the lad asked him what 'communism' meant. Grandfather said that communism was the ultimate development of mankind, and would be the perfection of the human model. Feanor was entranced. 'And are WE communists, Grandfather?' 'Alas, no, boy; we're socialists, the stage BEFORE communism. But when we get to that stage, why, we'll all eat strawberries and cream.' 'Grandfather, I don't LIKE strawberries and cream.' At this the kindly, wise old man with sparkly blue eyes disappeared, to be replaced a flinty, hard-mouthed authoritarian with a cold, piercing basilisk glare, and he bellowed, 'Under communism, you WILL like strawberries and cream, you counter-revolutionary scum!'
And THAT is why communism, even if human nature could be factored out, is deadly-dangerous and prone to - no, inevitably falls into - authoritarian nightmarish hell for those people unfortunate enough to be imprisoned by it.
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But Feanor can't claim any ignorance; he KNOWS what he advocates, and what is at bottom of HIS acceptance of this loaded-gun belief system is he sees himself not as one of the masses, but one of the elite; he thinks HE will hold the whip.
And as I said earlier: I have as much respect for a creature like that as I do for a child molester.
Maybe even less.
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