Some things in life will never dwell together in unity. Examples from the physical world illustrate this easily—oil and water, equal magnetic poles, or cats and birds. The ideological world provides even more examples— prosperity and socialism, for example. As with other South American victims of the Left, this point is illustrated clearly in Brazil.
Younger Americans nonetheless love to agitate for socialism’s shiny promises—the “free” stuff like college educations and medical care, or the “cool” stuff, like high-speed rail or mass transit. Life under socialism appears to be one big, happy hostel, full of licentious delights, music festivals, and climate-friendly “solidarity”. What was “available for years in Europe” is now available here—if only people will, “like, save democracy” and vote!
Like European cars, real socialism would presumably bring stylish improvements to the clunkier traditions of American life. For the star-gazing Left and its young disciples, there is something pleasing and progressive about socialism’s brutalist, gender-fluid aesthetic. Regardless of the hipster window dressings applied to this dismal philosophy, though, one will only find the old deprivations and tyrannies within.
My regular Uber driver, a Brazilian guy named Alex, only shakes his head at his American peers’ mindless appetite for socialism. Like many in the ride share business, Alex is finding some success here. He’s happy to work long hours and build wealth along with his wife, who is also a citizen, now pregnant with their first child. Over the course of several airport drives, he described Brazilian socialism—the popularly touted “social democratic” variety that he escaped through a costly and legal immigration process.
As a newer American citizen with first-hand experience of socialist blight, Alex fears that socialism will bring another once-prosperous country to its knees. I was therefore intrigued by his take on young Americans’ economic make-believe; he described the hard facts that these hare-brained fantasies never include.
Surprisingly, his heavily-accented personal history doesn’t focus on stories of privations, shortages and censorship—although he observed those things, too. Instead, most of his Brazilian backstory was disturbingly relatable; it was as if he was describing my American life from a vista of the future, just a little further on down our current road.
When I asked about the “free” medical care enjoyed in Brazil—the left’s famously touted benefit of socialism—he shared his experience working for an oncology practice, where he scheduled patients for cancer surgeries. As is always true, “free” wasn’t worth much at the doctor’s office; most Brazilians still need private insurance because government medical care is poor— if you ever manage to get it. On many occasions, by the time he contacted cancer patients on the long waitlist, the patient had already died.
Government schools—both in Brazil and here— are the training and acclimation grounds for all such dismal results. Brazil teaches us where a socialist education model leads; public high schools and universities there are known to hang posters of Marx or Che Guevara. Public education is generally abysmal, so even struggling middle-class families will cobble funds to send their kids to private schools instead. Sexual performance “art” is increasingly common on college campuses. None of this is difficult for Americans to imagine anymore—to a large degree, it’s already happening here, too.
After hearing Alex mention the communist wall art, I remembered my own brushes with public education poster campaigns. In my middle school years, we saw “Reading is FUNdamental” and “Food Pyramid” posters in the library and lunchroom; they seemed like harmless, if unconvincing, ways to promote literacy and good health. Things have progressed on schedule, though; now schools have graduated to fist-up posters extolling power, pride, diversity, or banned books—the calls to action for today’s little K-12 revolutionaries. The Brazilian wall art probably isn’t that far away.
Before my talks with Alex, Brazil was Rio de Janeiro and exotic rain forests; but through my Uber seminars, it was revealed to be an eerily familiar prophecy of our own future, should our political left continue to run the show. Brazil’s powerful Supreme Court tramples legislative powers, and corruption is an entrenched feature of both sides of the political spectrum. Brazil’s Marxist leader, Lula, now aims his firepower at conservative ex-president Jair Bolsonaro and the Left’s favorite “threats to democracy,”—things like free speech and religion.
Predictably, Brazil’s high inflation, unemployment, and insufferable regulations make entrepreneurship and wealth creation difficult. The national soul suffers, too; the ruling Left shows contempt for the country’s traditional Catholic values but winks at corruption and degeneracy. Brazil is also home to the world’s largest Marxist organization, the Foro de SãoPaulo—which, as the Heritage Foundation reports, is blissfully ignored by the Biden administration. In a 2023 speech there, Lula condemned ideas like “family, tradition, and patriotism” as enemies of communism.
As Alex described the Brazilian ruins he fled, I lamented socialism’s hastening shadow here. Decades into our Great Society, we’re already on pace to match the South American tragedy, having anesthetized ourselves to the bureaucratic nonsense, theft and tyranny that mark entrenched socialist rule. We now fully expect to give almost half of our income to a voracious government, thereby funding “climate justice” and incentivizing behaviors that foster state dependency. Americans are being primed for weary surrender; the productive among us are plundered to fund bureaucrats’ foolish and failing ideas, while the rest suffer their ill-gotten spoils. With these and other ruinous efforts, the groundwork for socialism’s conquest has already been laid.
Although most Brazilians are fed up with socialist rule—some states threaten to shut down if Bolsonaro is jailed—an ideological veil still blinds a chunk of the population. This sounds familiar, too: My Brazilian friend Eva tells me that some of her friends vowed to refrain from voting in the recent presidential election—not because they preferred leftist rule, but because they just didn’t like Bolsonaro as a person. They, like their short-sighted, never-Trump equivalents, suffer political myopia, preferring to gloat on smaller grievances, even at risk to their nation’s long-term freedom and prosperity.
Alex and Eva still profess hope, though. They tell me that after years of never questioning their corrupt but kindly-sounding democratic socialism, a large swath of the population now rejects it. As Eva says, “eyes have been opened.” Unfortunately, some lessons are learned only through long years of suffering under wicked rule.
The harsh laws of nature eventually win, though, proving what was true all along; The Left is—and will always be—the enemy of all that is good. Che Guevara may look cool on a shirt, and communist murals boast youthful cachet; but if the Left captures our young, we’ll be just as cool—and sorrowful—as Brazil.
As to youth having a tendency to favor socialist/communist/left-wing notions over more conservative or morally correct/family/meritocracy notions.... I was one of those back in late 60s and early 70s thanks mostly to that dangnabbit Vietnam War (I hated that war! Thank God my brother was never drafted!) and when I went to art school I met some communists, went to a commie book store and then decided to investigate communism (a Maoist group, no less). When I learned the truth about communism, etc. (and found out it was infiltrated by the FBI as well), I quit and began seeking my true self beginning in mid-20s...work, college, etc. At 29. I met the man God had said I would marry, got married in far west Texas (originally from NY, Long Island)....and life couldn't be better. And I have given up on politics--do not comply! Great post, as usual! Thanks!
Democracy’s licentious spirit has captured (i.e. socialistically-secured) all the inhabitants, young and elderly, living within Socialism’s Orwellian UN Global Village. They’ll be just as cool—and sorrowful—as the partying passengers who were held captive on Big Brother’s unsinkable Titanic. Or, they’ll be just as cool— and sorrowful—as the Global Village’s digitally-marked (SS#) chattel who obediently receive Big Pharma’s eugenic COVID-19 jab.
Democracy’s independent spirit is the interfaith Humanistic spirit of Neo-Babel’s Socialistically-Secured UN Global Village—Revelation of Democracy’s Founding Father:
https://www.icloud.com/pages/068sVegacycBw-_1P83TsNAEw#Democracy's_Licentious_Social_Gospel_3/26/024_