Let’s take a look how a Socialist society in America would work.
You were lucky to be authorized to attend college. You tested high in math, science, empathy and chemistry. You always wanted to be a chemist. The state directs the school it chooses for you to have you major in social mentoring.
You take the bus from your housing complex where your family had shared a housing unit with two other families. The bus ride is six days to the state next door, as the bus repeatedly breaks down due to shoddy maintenance by state workers who do not feel it is in their interest to work past noon. At the public canteens along the road, a watery coffee and meatless soup sustains you and your fellow travelers as you complete the 250-mile trip.
Once in school, there is no cost to you, as college is free. This is an advantage of the socialist life.
However, you are expected to work every day for two hours after classes on the hillside behind the school, where a sand quarry’s material helps the school meet its financial needs. Women and men alike do their part.
You learn after a week that if you work very hard, you are tired and studying is more difficult. If you do not work too hard, you have time to talk with your new school friends. Someone always provides a cheap wine for all to share. Either way you have met your work requirement for the school.
Your professors are paid a minimum wage, as all workers are paid a common rate. This is only right. Why should a professor who is brilliant be paid more than a professor with average intelligence, when that really is not fair?
Not everyone can be brilliant. Socialism takes care of that, so no one is at a disadvantage. You have one professor who you really like, but five weeks into school he no longer comes to class, so an administrator takes over. She really does not know the subject, social engineering, but one of the students steps forward and takes charge teaching class.
Food is provided in your free education. More watery coffee and stew every evening. Breakfast is watery coffee and a form of porridge.
Sugar is rare, but you have a friend who has a contact in the black market and if you do one assignment of his every week, he brings you a handful of sugar cubes. These sugar cubes are like gold, so you ration them out to yourself through the following week.
Sometimes you think to yourself that you are justified in having the sugar when others do not. You keep it a secret -- to avoid any problems.
One day the local political leader for socialist education comes to your college to make a speech. He is driven onto campus in a sleek black Mercedes, is dressed in a well-fitted dark gray suit, has an attentive female assistant who manages the people around him.
He is accompanied by a large brutish fellow who wears leather gloves and hobnail boots. You stay away from him but are drawn to the political leader. One day you could be like him, with all the perks of his position. Well, maybe you could be on his staff.
He gives a speech about the number of college graduates in social mentoring. The quality of the graduates is outstanding, there has been an increase of 8 percent of enrollees, and 12 percent more professors are being sent to the colleges where the major is offered.
He compliments the director of the college for sustaining social balance. He closes with the news that the professor who was taken away is doing his penance and social re-education in a camp “up north,” from which one day he will return and become a productive member of society.
You recall that your fellow student is still teaching the social engineering class and are pleased that more professors are coming. The political leader enters the college director’s large home on campus, and through the window you see they are being served champagne.
On the weekend, you take the bus into town. There are five bars and three government restaurants. Your friend who gets you sugar knows where a special restaurant is, several blocks off the main street. You have no money, but he says he has it covered.
On entering the smoky shack of a building, your friend produces one of the school’s brass plaques commemorating the opening of the social mandate building and hands it to an overweight man who appears to be the restaurant owner. The owner smiles as he places it behind a counter and seats the two of you at a small table.
Soon his young daughter brings you an open bottle of home-made wine and what appears to be parts of a cooked chicken and three potatoes. You understand better how social engineering works, and what your major is training you to do once you graduate, if you want to eat and have nice things in life, anyway.
This is the reality of Socialism. Everyone suffers at the same level, except for the party elite. No one excels, as there is no incentive.
Society drops to the lowest common denominator. Freedom is gone. Decisions are made for you. Independence is gone. You live in the government’s world and under their decisions.
Socialism repeatedly has failed in countries that have tried it. Read some history to see this is so. This is socialist life.
Is this the world you want?
David Swingle is chairman of the Rio Arriba County Republican Party.