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[No, I don't think Bastiat would approve, but they weren't "out of working, dying of hunger" (well, Tupac wasn't dying of hunger when he was alive) so, maybe, not...]
Cause jealousy breed envy, Lord guide us to this unity
Enemies never been a friend to me
Soon to be back, where we wanna be
Baby we gon' make it anyway that you want (it's anyway that you want)
Enemies never been a friend to me
Soon to be back, where we wanna be
Baby we gon' make it anyway that you want (it's anyway that you want)
- Bizzy Bone
What the great French economist would
have said to the civil rights organisation.
By Andrew B. Wilson
Two cheers to Mitt
Romney for his performance last week at the NAACP convention in Houston.
"Any policy that lifts up and honors the family is going to be good for
the country and that must be our goal," Romney said. "As president I
will promote strong families -- and I will defend traditional marriage."
That was the big-applause line. More tellingly, however, he also told this
potentially hostile audience: "As you may have heard from my opponent, I
am also a strong believer in the free enterprise system. I believe it can bring
change where so many well-meaning government programs have failed. I've never
heard anyone look around an impoverished neighborhood and say, 'You know,
there's too much free enterprise around here. Too many shops, too many jobs,
too many people putting money in the bank.'"
Even so, this was --
as NAACP President and CEO Benjamin Todd Jealous said -- "a missed
opportunity." It was a missed opportunity to deliver a crushing blow to
the intellectual claptrap that passes for enlightened thinking in the NAACP --
and not just there, but in the larger nexus of elitist thinking to be found in
our nation's college campuses, the mainstream media, Hollywood, and, not least,
the Obama White House.
Who better to deliver
that much-needed blow than Frederic Bastiat, the great free-market French
economist who loved liberty and spoke out against "socialism" --
which he defined as "legalized plunder"? Bastiat died 162 years ago
-- on December 24, 1850. But his words are as timely today as they were back
then (two years after the publication of Karl Marx's "Communist
Manifesto"). Long before Hayek, Bastiat recognized government as the greatest
single threat to liberty. He wrote:
‘Now, legal plunder
can be committed in an infinite number of ways. Thus we have an infinite number
of plans for organizing it: tariffs, protection, benefits, subsidies,
encouragements, progressive taxation, public schools, guaranteed jobs,
guaranteed profits, minimum wages, a right to relief, a right to the tools of
labor, free credit, and so on, and so on. All these plans as a whole -- with
their common aim of legal plunder -- constitute socialism.’
Bastiat hated the
arrogance of the progressive (i.e. progress as defined and controlled by
government), let's-play-God mindset: "Socialists look upon people as raw
material to be formed into social combinations. To them… the relationship between
persons and the legislator appears to be the same as the relationship between
the clay and the potter." And again he said of the do-gooders' belief in
exalted government: "Ah, you miserable creatures! You who think you are so
great! You who judge humanity to be so small! You who wish to reform
everything! Why don't you reform yourselves? That task would be sufficient
enough."
Here then is how the
acerbic Frenchman might have addressed the NAACP convention if he had awoken
from a prolonged Rip van Winkle-like slumber.
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Good
morning NAACP! I speak to you across a gulf of many years and yet I can't help
noticing how much today's world resembles that of the one that I departed more
than a century and a half ago. Did you know that Alexis de Tocqueville and I
were both deputies in the Constituent Assembly that was formed in Paris
following the revolution of 1848? This is how Tocqueville described in the
scene on the streets:
On my return (to
Paris), I found in the capital a hundred thousand armed workmen formed into
regiments, out of work, dying of hunger, but with their minds crammed with vain
theories and visionary hopes. I saw society cut into two: those who possessed
nothing, united in common greed; those who possessed something, united in a
common terror.
Yes,
we had demonstrations and protests in Paris and other French cities that were
not dissimilar to the ones that happened all over the United States and other
countries through the "Occupy" movement. But I see that you, Monsieur
Jealous (president of the NAACP), went out of your way to express your sympathy
-- and indeed your solidarity -- with the bands of people who
"occupied" public parks and spaces. You said:
We are encouraged by
the broad national support and by the great diversity of Americans who have
been participating in the Occupy Wall Street campaign. The movement and the
peaceful (sic) protesters who are part of the campaign share many of the goals
as the NAACP… and (we) share the protesters' concerns about the growing
disparity of access to wealth in America, and the decline of economic
opportunity for poor and middle-class Americans. For over 102 years we have
supported the policies which create, preserve, and expand living wage jobs,
increase economic opportunity, and protect the right of every American to build
and retain wealth and equity.
With
those words, my friends, I can tell you that you are embarked upon a
self-destructive course. Like the "occupiers," you want to use the
collective force of the state in order to take from some and give to others.
Almost all of the policies that your organization supports -- in calling for
bigger and more active government -- are profoundly counter-productive. They
will not create, preserve, and expand jobs. To the contrary, they will destroy
jobs and condemn this great country to the unhappy fate of never-ending
economic stagnation and unending political and social turmoil. Like Sampson in
the Bible, you will pull the temple down on your own head.
We
are all struck by the spectacle of inequality in society. No one wants to see
poverty in the midst of plenty. But what causes this inequality? Our attempt to
remedy an evil may have the perverse effect of perpetuating the very thing that
caused the evil in the first place: what I have called "legal plunder."
You
and I expect the law to protect us against criminal plunder -- where
others deprive us of what is rightfully ours through the use of force or
deception. But there is the other kind of plunder -- legal plunder --
when the government itself is responsible for violating our property rights in
the pursuit of wrong-headed social policies that undermine the ability of
people to think and act on their own. In this case, the state has converted
plunder into a right, in order to protect plunder.
We
must face up to the realities of the human condition.
On
the good side, self-preservation and self-development are common aspirations
among all people. Man is well-equipped to satisfy his wants through the
ceaseless application of his faculties to natural resources.
On
the not-so-good side, there is another tendency that is common among people.
When they can, they wish to live and prosper at the expense of others. This is
no rash accusation. The annals of history bear witness to this ancient truth.
It is to blame for incessant wars, mass migrations, religious persecutions,
slavery, dishonesty in commerce, and monopolies.
Forgive
me if I quote from my own book, The Law (which indeed I already have in
several places). You will not find it on the tables outside this great hall,
but it is easily accessible on the Internet. In that book, I wrote of The
Choice Before Us, saying:
The question of legal
plunder must be settled once and for all, and there are only three ways to
settle it:
1. The few plunder
the many.
2. Everybody plunders
everybody.
3. Nobody plunders
anybody.
We must make our
choice among limited plunder, universal plunder, and no plunder.
The law can follow
only one of these three.
Limited legal plunder: This system prevailed when the right
to vote was restricted.
Universal legal plunder: We have been threatened with this
system since the franchise was made universal. The newly franchised majority
has decided to formulate law on the same principle of legal plunder that was
used by their predecessors when the voted was limited.
No legal plunder: This is the principle of justice,
peace, order, stability, harmony, and logic. Until the day of my death, I shall
proclaim this principle with all the force of my lungs (which alas! is all too
inadequate). [Note to the reader: Bastiat wrote these words knowing that
he was dying of tuberculosis. Within a year, he was dead.]
You
know which way I would choose. If everyone enjoyed the unrestricted use of his
faculties and the free disposition of the fruits of his labor, social progress
would be ceaseless, uninterrupted, and unfailing. That is what I believe.
Dare
I hope that some of you might be persuaded to join me in this belief?
And
so, my friends, I will just say in closing:
Let
freedom ring!
****************************************
An
afterthought: In the context of this article, it is worth noting that Bastiat,
a close friend and correspondent of Richard Cobden, was a major figure in the
anti-slavery movement as well as the free trade movement in the time period
leading up the American Civil War. Ever the champion of freedom and liberty, he
called slavery "the most shameful traffic in which human beings have ever
engaged."
About the Author: Andrew B. Wilson, a frequent
contributor to The American Spectator, writes from St. Louis.
I wanted to post the lyrics to Jealousy Breeds Envy by Bizzy Bones along with a short bio:
"Jealousy Breeds Envy" - Bizzy Bones
[Intro]
I got that, we, we together up in here man
C'mon man, we together up in here man
Jealousy breed envy, Lord guide us to this unity (get this money playa)
Enemies never been a friend to me (ain't no hatred)
Soon to be, where they wanna be
Baby we gon' make it anyway that you want (it's anyway that you want)
Cause jealousy breed envy, Lord guide us to this unity unity unity
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Cause jealousy breed envy, Lord guide us to this unity
Enemies never been a friend to me
Soon to be back, where we wanna be
Baby we gon' make it anyway that you want (it's anyway that you want)
[Bizzy Bone]
I don't sell out for no hatred, only the water conquers
Shouts out to the {?} doors, corridors and the bombers
Kamikaze we finally ready to get it poppin
Breakin 'em off a little somethin, nothin for nothin it equals nothin
Have you ever been alone? Tabernacles I have
Every paragraph I laugh, fuck her I'm out smashed (mash)
Get 'em out that paper, no one escape us, yes we comin
Heavenly angel's will they help me, I'm grindin stayin out of trouble an'
And fumblin the ball, but I'm the quarterback, coach
Sit out benched if I have to, comin back for the reproach
Take a toast to the homies, yes it's on, stay strong
One day, one way, word born, holla back
Jealousy breeds envy, Lord guide us to this unity
Enemies ain't never been no friend to me
Soon to be back where we wanna be
Baby we gon' make it anyway that you want, it's anyway that you want
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone]
I hit 'em harder for my father, I love you when I'm alone
I'm tryna help all of our people, duck the zone, the zones
And when they take me to that special place and I'm glad they took me home
They comin to send me, never they took me, take a look and booky
The cookie crumbles, not a mumble when I speak {?}
I speak from the heart, and speak to the G's
I speak from the mind, speak from the soul, I speak wit it all
Baby I know we even, we ain't even started you know
'Til the world drop, tear us apart, leave us quick
That's that bullshit, pulpit, hit 'em up with that good whip
Cause the world tryna tear us apart, leavin 'em quick
That's that bullshit, pulpit, hit 'em up with that good whip
And the chain breakin us down (yeah)
love breakin us down (you know what it is)
Chain breakin us down - and the chain breakin us down (Bizzy the Kid)
And the chain breakin me down (gallopin to a hood near you)
And the chain's breakin us down, the chain breakin us down down
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone]
Seven times seventy, heavenly, melodically
Remedy, talkin that brainwave centipede
Elementary dear Watson, spark the light bulb often
I'm better off in a coffin, it'll be her caught in an orphan
The mighty fuckin warrior, wa-wa-wa-warrior
Two different floors, bet yours I'm the matrix at its finest
And wine it gets sipped on, attitude it gets dripped on
The thought's stayin gripped on, I'm quick as a bit
It's Mr. Misfit, with the fifth smokin the crisp
With water let me tell you what a lift (hey)
It's Mr. Misfit, with the fifth and smokin the crisp
With water let me tell you what a lift
And the chain breakin us down down (down)
The chain breakin us down
And the chain breakin me now
And the chain's breakin us down, the chain breakin us down down
[Chorus]
[Intro]
I got that, we, we together up in here man
C'mon man, we together up in here man
Jealousy breed envy, Lord guide us to this unity (get this money playa)
Enemies never been a friend to me (ain't no hatred)
Soon to be, where they wanna be
Baby we gon' make it anyway that you want (it's anyway that you want)
Cause jealousy breed envy, Lord guide us to this unity unity unity
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Cause jealousy breed envy, Lord guide us to this unity
Enemies never been a friend to me
Soon to be back, where we wanna be
Baby we gon' make it anyway that you want (it's anyway that you want)
[Bizzy Bone]
I don't sell out for no hatred, only the water conquers
Shouts out to the {?} doors, corridors and the bombers
Kamikaze we finally ready to get it poppin
Breakin 'em off a little somethin, nothin for nothin it equals nothin
Have you ever been alone? Tabernacles I have
Every paragraph I laugh, fuck her I'm out smashed (mash)
Get 'em out that paper, no one escape us, yes we comin
Heavenly angel's will they help me, I'm grindin stayin out of trouble an'
And fumblin the ball, but I'm the quarterback, coach
Sit out benched if I have to, comin back for the reproach
Take a toast to the homies, yes it's on, stay strong
One day, one way, word born, holla back
Jealousy breeds envy, Lord guide us to this unity
Enemies ain't never been no friend to me
Soon to be back where we wanna be
Baby we gon' make it anyway that you want, it's anyway that you want
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone]
I hit 'em harder for my father, I love you when I'm alone
I'm tryna help all of our people, duck the zone, the zones
And when they take me to that special place and I'm glad they took me home
They comin to send me, never they took me, take a look and booky
The cookie crumbles, not a mumble when I speak {?}
I speak from the heart, and speak to the G's
I speak from the mind, speak from the soul, I speak wit it all
Baby I know we even, we ain't even started you know
'Til the world drop, tear us apart, leave us quick
That's that bullshit, pulpit, hit 'em up with that good whip
Cause the world tryna tear us apart, leavin 'em quick
That's that bullshit, pulpit, hit 'em up with that good whip
And the chain breakin us down (yeah)
love breakin us down (you know what it is)
Chain breakin us down - and the chain breakin us down (Bizzy the Kid)
And the chain breakin me down (gallopin to a hood near you)
And the chain's breakin us down, the chain breakin us down down
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone]
Seven times seventy, heavenly, melodically
Remedy, talkin that brainwave centipede
Elementary dear Watson, spark the light bulb often
I'm better off in a coffin, it'll be her caught in an orphan
The mighty fuckin warrior, wa-wa-wa-warrior
Two different floors, bet yours I'm the matrix at its finest
And wine it gets sipped on, attitude it gets dripped on
The thought's stayin gripped on, I'm quick as a bit
It's Mr. Misfit, with the fifth smokin the crisp
With water let me tell you what a lift (hey)
It's Mr. Misfit, with the fifth and smokin the crisp
With water let me tell you what a lift
And the chain breakin us down down (down)
The chain breakin us down
And the chain breakin me now
And the chain's breakin us down, the chain breakin us down down
[Chorus]
Bryon Anthony McCane a/k/a Bizzy Bone was born to a half Native American and half African father and an Italian mother.
At the age of 5, Bryon and his two sisters were abducted by his
stepfather. Both his sisters were natural children of Bryon's
stepfather. He lived in many homes, apartments, cars and motels and was
unaware at first that he had been abducted. He was told his mother had
died. In 1983, he was living at a reservation in Oklahoma where his
stepfather had dropped him off. A neighbor saw his photo at the end of
the made-for-TV movie, Adam and called the police, resulting in his return to his family.
Thereafter, his childhood remained difficult. His mother remarried
and Bryon's new stepfather physically abused him and his mother.
Eventually, his mother divorced and put him and his sisters in a foster home until she could get her life back together.
When he was thirteen, Bryon went to live with his sisters and their father in Cleveland, Ohio. During this period he met Layzie Bone, Krayzie Bone, Wish Bone and Flesh-n-Bone.
Bizzy Bone started in hip hop as a founding member of the group Bone
Thugs-N-Harmony, which was formed in 1993. This Cleveland-based crew
first got the ear of N.W.A. member Eazy-E. In 2002, he appeared on the FOX series America's Most Wanted (hosted by John Walsh, Adam's father) and he revealed his abusive childhood and molestation. Bryon also wrote
and performed a song on the show entitled "A.M.W." in which he thanks
Walsh and encourages abused children to come forward.
The ground-breaking rapper's accomplishments include numerous
releases with Bone Thugs-n-Harmony as well as an extensive collection of
solo releases.
If there were ever a person to be expected to buy into Obama's "You Are Nothing Without Me(Govt)," it would be Byron Anthony McCane. Fortunately, he seems to have sense enough to know that jealousy breeds envy and that roads ends in nothing but bad.
Kudos, Bizzy Bone!
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