The road to hell is paved with good intentions, — Saint Bernard
There is a push in Massachusetts now to pay for poor people’s baby diapers. Who can be against such compassion? Me for one ... I’ll rather practice my compassion one on one. The welfare state keeps finding more ways of insinuating socialism into the commonweal. We give food stamps to indigents to help feed their children ... then we provide free school lunches ... then school breakfasts ... the meals for poor children when they aren’t in school. Free housing, free education, free health care, free cellphones, free everything. Why do we keep layering all these giveaways on top of previous giveaways? Is it compassion ... or is it vote buying?
Socialism is an insidious economic policy. It eats away at capitalism until it removes all incentives to excel ... and eventually it kills its host. Then we are Venezuela ... and the architects of this dystopia look around and say, “Not me!” Unless, of course, they have become part of the political elite ... and get the first ten bites at the apple ... ahead of all those souls for whom they once pretended to have such compassion.
I suppose we can write such greed off to human nature ... but, dear reader, the founders of our country understood this trope ... and that is why they designed things as they did. They wanted to protect America against the ruin spawned by hypocritical compassion. So far, their genius has helped us navigate almost 250 years of the corrosive efforts of the bleeding hearts among us.
The question then is, “How much longer can we hang on when virtually all Democrat candidates for president are so chock-a-block full of ersatz compassion.?” Hopefully the ghost of James Madison will intervene once again and keep the compassionate wolves at bay.
