Let's Play: Name this Socialist Litizen!

[4est_4est_Gump]

Such is the case with those people who are commonly called the intellectuals. Take for instance the physicians. Daily routine and experience make every doctor cognizant of the fact that there exists a hierarchy in which all medical men are graded according to their merits and achievements. Those more eminent than he himself is, those whose methods and innovations he must learn and practice in order to be up-to-date were his classmates in the medical school, they served with him as internes, they attend with him the meetings of medical associations. He meets them at the bedside of patients as well as in social gatherings. Some of them are his personal friends or related to him, and they all behave toward him with the utmost civility and address him as their dear colleague. But they tower far above him in the appre*ciation of the public and often also in height of income. They have outstripped him and now belong to another class of men. When he compares himself with them, he feels humiliated. But he must watch himself carefully lest anybody notice his resent*ment and envy. Even the slightest indication of such feelings would be looked upon as very bad manners and would depreciate him in the eyes of everybody. He must swallow his mor*tification and divert his wrath toward a vicarious target. He in*dicts society’s economic organization, the nefarious system of capitalism. But for this unfair regime his abilities and talents, his zeal and his achievements would have brought him the rich re*ward they deserve.

...

To understand the intellectual’s abhorrence of capitalism one must realize that in his mind this system is incarnated in a defi*nite number of compeers whose success he resents and whom he makes responsible for the frustration of his own far-flung ambi*tions. His passionate dislike of capitalism is a mere blind for his hatred of some successful “colleagues.”

http://mises.org/etexts/mises/anticap/section1.asp

Please keep in mind that "intellectual" is usually a self-appointed moniker...

 

[4est_4est_Gump]

Here is another one of our friends...

It is possible to explain the emergence of this situation his*torically. But such an explanation does not alter the facts. Nei*ther can it remove or alleviate the resentment with which the in*tellectuals react to the contempt in which they are held by the members of “society.” American authors or scientists are prone to consider the wealthy businessman as a barbarian, as a man exclusively intent upon making money. The professor despises the alumni who are more interested in the university’s football team than in its scholastic achievements. He feels insulted if he learns that the coach gets a higher salary than an eminent profes*sor of philosophy. The men whose research has given rise to new methods of production hate the businessmen who are merely interested in the cash value of their research work. It is very significant that such a large number of American research physicists sympathize with socialism or communism. As they are ignorant of economics and realize that the university teachers of economics are also opposed to what they disparagingly call the profit system, no other attitude can be expected from them.

Hint: He hates me with a white-hot burning passion, but when I logged on with a new alt and made a comment on a certain topic, he nearly wet himself with boy-to-man love over my intellectual capacities...

Then someone told him who I was and he went right back to ad hominem.

 

[4est_4est_Gump]

This one is a gimme...

Sitting behind a desk and committing words and figures to paper, he is prone to overrate the significance of his work. Like the boss he writes and reads what other fellows have put on pa*per and talks directly or over the telephone with other people. Full of conceit, he imagines himself to belong to the enterprise’s managing elite and compares his own tasks with those of his boss. As a “worker by brain” he looks arrogantly down upon the manual worker whose hands are calloused and soiled. It makes him furious to notice that many of these manual laborers get higher pay and are more respected than he himself. What a shame, he thinks, that capitalism does not appraise his “intellectual” work according to its “true” value and fondles the simple drudgery of the “uneducated.”

In nursing such atavistic ideas about the significance of of*fice work and manual work, the white-collar man shuts his eyes to a realistic evaluation of the situation. He does not see that his own clerical job consists in the performance of routine tasks which require but a simple training, while the “hands” whom he envies are the highly skilled mechanics and technicians who know how to handle the intricate machines and contrivances of modern industry. It is precisely this complete misconstruction of the real state of affairs that discloses the clerk’s lack of insight and power of reasoning.

M00bs!

 

[4est_4est_Gump]

Their "elite" leadership in a nutshell...

Even in these lucky families, the qualities required for the successful conduct of big business are not inherited by all sons and grandsons. As a rule only one, or at best two, of each gen*eration are endowed with them. Then it is essential for the sur*vival of the family’s wealth and business that the conduct of af*fairs be entrusted to this one or to these two and that the other members be relegated to the position of mere recipients of a quota of the proceeds. The methods chosen for such arrange*ments vary from country to country, according to the special provisions of the national and local laws. Their effect, however, is always the same. They divide the family into two cate*gories—those who direct the conduct of affairs and those who do not.

The second category consists as a rule of people closely re*lated to those of the first category whom we propose to call the bosses. They are brothers, cousins, nephews of the bosses, more often their sisters, widowed sisters-in-law, female cousins, nieces and so on. We propose to call the mem*bers of this second cate*gory the cousins.

The cousins derive their revenues from the firm or corpo*ration. But they are foreign to business life and know nothing about the problems an entrepreneur has to face. They have been brought up in fashionable boarding schools and colleges, whose atmosphere was filled by a haughty contempt for banausic money-making. Some of them pass their time in night clubs and other places of amusement, bet and gamble, feast and revel, and indulge in expensive debauchery. Others amateurishly busy themselves with painting, writing, or other arts. Thus, most of them are idle and useless people.

 

[4est_4est_Gump]

Their "cheer" squad...

Under capitalism, material success depends on the apprecia*tion of a man’s achievements on the part of the sovereign con*sumers. In this regard there is no difference between the services rendered by a manufacturer and those rendered by a producer, an actor or a playwright. Yet the awareness of this dependence makes those in show business much more uneasy than those supplying the customers with tangible amenities. The manufac*turers of tangible goods know that their products are purchased because of certain physical properties. They may reasonably ex*pect that the public will continue to ask for these commodities as long as nothing better or cheaper is offered to them, for it is un*likely that the needs which these goods satisfy will change in the near future. he state of the market for these goods can, to some extent, be anticipated by intelligent entrepreneurs. They can, with a degree of confidence, look into the future.

It is another thing with entertainment. People long for amusement because they are bored. And nothing makes them so weary as amusements with which they are already familiar. The essence of the entertainment industry is variety. The patrons applaud most what is new and therefore unexpected and surpris*ing. They are capricious and unaccountable. They disdain what they cherished yesterday. A tycoon of the stage or the screen must always fear the waywardness of the public. He awakes rich and famous one morning and may be forgotten the next day. He knows very well that he depends entirely on the whims and fan*cies of a crowd hankering after merriment. He is always agitated by anxiety. Like the master-builder in Ibsen’s play, he fears the unknown newcomers, the vigorous youths who will supplant him in the favor of the public.

It is obvious that there is no relief from what makes these stage people uneasy. Thus they catch at a straw. Communism, some of them think, will bring their deliverance. Is it not a sys*tem that makes all people happy? Do not very eminent men de*clare that all the evils of mankind are caused by capitalism and will be wiped out by communism? Are not they themselves hard-working people, comrades of all other working men?

 

[Wat_Tyler]

There ain't a

in the lot of them . . . .

 

[4est_4est_Gump]

You got that right!
Sho got that right!

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Is . . . and wannabe . . . .

 

[4est_4est_Gump]

Got to keep the working parts clean...

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Smells like . . . unburned hydrocarbons . . . .

 

[4est_4est_Gump]

Fucking ridiculous.

*painful*

All I can think of is: I got a brand new pair of roller skates, you got a brand new key...

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Did you really come to pick me up in that???​

 

[4est_4est_Gump]

My oh my oh my...



It might be love at first sight.

 

[oggbashan]

Smells like . . . unburned hydrocarbons . . . .

That car, the Austin/Nash Metropolitan was one of the worst made as a cooperation between two car makers.

They took the mistakes of Austin and the mistakes of Nash to make a non-handling pathetically-powered rust bucket.

With a large engine transplanted into it, I doubt it would get round the next bend...

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Yes, I did enjoy meeting your mother.


She is a tad bitchy, but still . . . .

 

[Wat_Tyler]

That car, the Austin/Nash Metropolitan was one of the worst made as a cooperation between two car makers.

They took the mistakes of Austin and the mistakes of Nash to make a non-handling pathetically-powered rust bucket.

With a large engine transplanted into it, I doubt it would get round the next bend...

I've driven two of them (factory stock) and didn't find them to be all that bad.


I sincerely doubt that the car shown has its stock suspension, or much else.

 

[BotanyBoy]

That car, the Austin/Nash Metropolitan was one of the worst made as a cooperation between two car makers.

They took the mistakes of Austin and the mistakes of Nash to make a non-handling pathetically-powered rust bucket.

With a large engine transplanted into it, I doubt it would get round the next bend...

Who need's or thinks about turning when you can hit 200mph in 8 seconds?

IF you want 200mph in 8 second AND the ability to take turns you go buy/build one of these.

 

[4est_4est_Gump]

I doubt I have stock suspension!

I also wonder why the angry white men are avoiding this thread?

​

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Kinda makes you wonder who's really ghey.

 

[4est_4est_Gump]

I have always said that being closeted was the source of their anger.



It is as unhealthy as their economic polity.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

I hope he thinks of me in his off-Lit hours,


so that I can better furnish my new condo . . .


the one in his head . . . .


Now, time to tear out all the walls . . . with Extreme Prejudice.

 

[4est_4est_Gump]

The three of them and zipperhead...



I think #3 is probably M00bs and zip.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

For some of those girls, if that's what Educated Intellectualism looks like, I'll take my calloused hands and find-out-for-myself brain and reliance on my own experience and conclusions and go over here and be a dumb-ass.

 

[4est_4est_Gump]

For some of those girls, if that's what Educated Intellectualism looks like, I'll take my calloused hands and find-out-for-myself brain and reliance on my own experience and conclusions and go over here and be a dumb-ass.

BINGO!


*spit*





The weekends at the college didn't turn out like you planned
The things that pass for knowledge, I can't understand...

 

[Wat_Tyler]