The Ugly Truth About Socialism (From Someone Who Escaped It)
The Ugly Truth About Socialism (From Someone Who Escaped It)
What
truly amazes me is how many apparently educated and seemingly smart
(not the same thing) people are mesmerized by the vison of socialism,
which they imagine is about “free stuff” for everybody: from healthcare
to education and free lunch, to paid vacations, guaranteed pension, even
a guaranteed wage.
They have
never lived under socialism. They have never visited a socialist
country. They have never read Hayek, Orwell, Mises, Arendt… In fact, all
they know about socialism is from what they have heard their “liberal”
college professors tell them about Denmark or Norway (which, by the way,
have never been “socialist” countries in any vaguest sense of the
word).
Unlike them,
I lived under socialism for 18 years. I have written and spoke on the
topic extensively, but those who should read what have said have failed
to do so. Nevertheless, I have been pleasantly surprised to see and hear
conservative commentators on Fox News and OANN describe socialism
extremely well, so it is not entirely a matter of personal experience –
you may prevent evil by learning about it vicariously.
Everyone
knows what socialism means: it is a centralized system of government,
where this abstract entity called the government, takes all your money
and redistributes it as “it” deems fit. The government is called “the
State” under socialism, and the State is identical with the Party. It is
a one-Party system where the Party is the State – which is also why the
much-touted Nordic countries are NOT “socialist” countries. They are
multi-party parliamentary democracies: coalitions must be formed, and
bills presented to the king for signature. However, the latter is only a
formality.
On the other hand, in Socialism, there is
usually a king-like figure. For example, in North Korea, it is the
“Dear Leader” Kim, in Venezuela, it is the omnipotent Maduro, Cuba had
Castro… We know the rest. Those leaders are elevated to the position of
an Idol, the Idol – much more than a king – a God. There is only one
God, the Leader of the Party. The entire ideology of socialism is based
on a simple premise: you must identify with the Idol – hence, the identity politics. If you stand out, if you think for yourself, you will be cut down to your size and made to obey, toe the line.
That is the
psychological impact – a complete and purposeful erosion of human
self-respect, self-reliance, and dignity. It is not evil to steal,
because everybody does it. It is not evil to break windows, smash cars,
attack the police, because everybody does it. That is socialist
thinking. Except, in real socialism, everybody obeys – the police is the
right arm of the Party, with omnipotent powers. There is no Miranda or
right against self-incrimination. There is no Bill of Rights at all. The
only right you have is to keep your mouth shut and do as you are told,
as the Party deems is the best.
Practically
speaking, everything is “for free” – but, there is a catch: the
government has the monopoly power over everything. Hence, there is no
competition allowed, because you would be competing against the
government, which means the Party, the State, the people – to compete
means to be a capitalist, which means you are against the people! The
government deems that you need one type of bread, one type of butter,
one type of everything… so long as the supplies last. If not, it shall
be allotted to you based on your needs,
which are determined by the government. If you have one child, you will
be allowed one quart of milk a week. If you have “medical issues,” you
may receive a doctor’s note for a piece of meat.
You think I
am making it up? I experienced a milder version of this in socialist
Czechoslovakia. We had 3 bananas for Christmas (1 kilo allotment) and
bell peppers only in summer when we were allowed (on special permit) to
travel to Hungary, sometimes Yugoslavia. Castro sometimes sent us
oranges – and what a feast it was when the school lunch was served with
one half of a small, thin-skinned, seed-riddled Cuban orange! I
sometimes stole one more half or bartered it for a potato with a boy. We
were not starving: there was plenty of sweet rice, potatoes, sometimes
that tough frozen beef you could chew like a chewing gum. Once a week,
on Friday, my mother bought five slices of ham – and I could only eat
one provided that I put it on the nasty white rubber-like roll (one type
of rolls the socialist bakeries made en masse for the people.
We lived in
paradise compared to the full version of socialism I experienced when I
travelled to Rumania in 1987: the Dear Leader Ceausescu was painted on
billboards literally everywhere. The only thing they had to eat was
beans and alcohol, and one type of Black Sea fish, which tasted like
burnt rubber. Milk and bread was allotted only to families by tickets…
Had Gorbachev and Reagan not been so wise, strong and perseverant, we
would have had Rumania-style socialism in about, I guess, ten years.
Yes, that is
socialism. It is a system of redistribution based on theft. Those on
top, Party apparatchiks, they are omnipotent – they can send you to the
uranium mine or coal mine just for speaking (or writing) anything
“uncomfortable.”
And, beware,
everyone is listening – you do not know if you can trust your neighbor
or speak out loud at home, because the neighbors are listening with an
ear on the central heating pipe at all times – yes they are – and if you
want to listen to a Free World radio, over the government jammers, you
have to do it at night and very quietly. When my parents discussed
Gorbachev and Reagan, they would turn up TV or radio so that no-one
could hear anything… the walls were thin, the walls had ears. That is
not paranoia, merely survival sense under socialism.
Let me
return to these Party big-wigs. They are rich, because they steal most
of the money before it is redistributed. They have Swiss bank accounts,
several residences, prostitutes on call.. you name it. (A little known
fact: many socialist “leaders” have suffered from Syphilis.) They also
determine how much everyone is paid: there are “scales” for this, and
everything is based on how long you have been doing work assigned to
you: a judge is paid the same as a shop assistant or a car wash hand,
provided that they have been in the trade for the same time. The pay is
minimal, sufficient to buy the monopolized necessities. Once a year, you
will get a Christmas bonus and kiss the hand of your Party-member
superior: “Thank You Comrade.”
Yes,
everyone is a Comrade – just like everyone was a “citizen” in France
during Robspierre’s days. Imagine your six-year-old saying “comrade”
with every word: “comrade teacher…” Yes, indoctrination starts as soon
as children can learn. And let us never forget: “To punish the
oppressors of humanity is clemency; to forgive them is barbarity,” as
Robspierre said – which is the motto of all socialists: “Punish the evil
capitalist oppressors, punish those who speak against the Party because
the Party is the State and the State is the People!” That too is
emphasized to children ever since they can speak and listen.
I could tell
you much more about socialism, but will you listen? Let me skim the
surface here: there is one Party-approved TV and one radio station. They
play brain-washing music and censored news. There is no unemployment because
everyone is forced to work. There is no social care or healthcare
unless you are a valued, deserving Party member, or the doctor that you
“pay” with a dozen secretly home-grown eggs or one of your precious
chickens you killed as a special gift writes you a recommendation. There
is one type of antibiotic, one kind of treatment. It does not work for
you? Too bad – unless you are a big shot Party member and can travel to a
capitalist country to receive the treatment, or you obtain the
medication you need on the black market. Of course, you need the “hard
currency” which you must obtain from the “wechsel-men” on the black
market (similar, I assume, to obtaining heroin today in our country).
There is no
home-schooling. If you do not send your children to school, Comrade
Principal will send the comrades from the local police station to your
little kennel of an apartment (only big shot Party members have real
houses) and literally pull your kids out and drag them to school. Yes,
they will also do a thorough search and beware should they find
“forbidden literature” or a capitalist catalogue! They will call the
Secret Police on you, and you know what that means? Ah, you do not?
Cross-interrogation with lamps shining in your eyes and two gestapo men
yelling at you till you admit that you are a capitalist agent. I forgot
the strip-search, and two other comrades pointing rifles at me. Yes, I
was there, I lived through it. I was sixteen years old – and I have
memories of comrades to last me several lifetimes.
You have no
rights – it is your duty to obey. If you repeat this offense, your
children will be taken away from you by social services and
institutionalized. So may you be, perhaps also jailed. Yes, education is
for free but you have one school, one college, and no choice
in subjects or books. The books are mandated, and aids and resources
scarce, so your children “inherit” the books from the grade above. They
must carefully wrap them in newspapers and cover them because they must
last to the grade after them, and after them. They can underline in
pencil, but all must be erased and “as good as new” when the books are
handed in at the end of the year.
Shall I go
on? I could go on forever. I can still taste socialism, I can smell it a
thousand miles away. It is the most destructive system Man has ever
created. It is worse than the atomic bomb. The bomb kills you fast,
evaporates you. Socialism eviscerates your soul. You remain a shell, a
puppet, dependent on alcohol and cigarettes, grateful for the little
alms the Party mercifully allots to you. You have no spirit in you,
there is no meaning to your life.
Have you
ever seen the gray photos of East Berlin? I lived in that for eighteen
years! Those photos are not black-and-white. It is the grayness of
socialism: people gray as ghosts, exhausted from the meaningless
routine, from kowtowing and yes-Comrading, from the same “good news of
hope of glittering tomorrows,” living in gray panel kennels, staring at
gray news listening to the annual address of the Dear Leader whose
eyelashes are coming off, heavy makeup nearly peeling off, till it comes
off entirely when his Comrade Party Vice-Comrade kisses him twice on
the cheek then the mouth… He has been your Idol for 20 years and will be
until he dies when his son or Party Comrade Favorite takes over,
telling you how Your People’s Socialist Republic has “completed another
5-year plan with 200% success, and these Comrades are going to receive
The Order of Socialist Labor! Good Work, Comrades! Long Live Our
Socialist Leader! Through War to Peace! Toward Glittering Tomorrows!
Hope, Comrades, Hope! We Shall Defeat the Capitalist Pigs!”
No, you
cannot say “Amen” because God and all religions have been banned. We
used to say: “With Russia Forever After and Never Any Other Way!” You
had to say that out loud so that the Comrade Teacher could hear you –
otherwise, you might be “suspect…” And then we would sing the
International. Oh, yes, beware of symbols, icons, music… they are all
trojan horses, intended to manipulate your psyche. Please, don’t let me
go on. Please, read, educate yourself, learn your past, learn from
history, and never lose self-reliance, personal judgment, pride in your
work – because, if socialism comes, those will be the first victims of
your “persuasion.”
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