Dear George,
“Personal Responsibility” is once again in vogue as the Corporatist State excises the last vestiges of socialistic dependency that made America the economic envy of the world in the days following World War II. It was a false prosperity because it was spread too evenly over the entire social spectrum. It’s never prosperity when high wages and benefits sap a worker’s initiative while the rich are taxed to death. Thank God this is changing, as the Doctrine of Personal Responsibility continues to metastasize through every segment of the economy.
We’re going back, George, back to that glorious age of personal responsibility when men pulled their own teeth. Back then, if a man fell ill and couldn’t afford medical care he took personal responsibility for his life and died. It was a time when people knew how to go hungry without complaining, a time when pellagra and rickets were badges of honor, symbols of a free man brave enough to suffer in the absence of government handouts. It was an age when property was so valued a man could shoot any son-of-a-bitch who dared step foot on his land. And if, by the sweat of his brow, a man could exploit and enslave others, he was honored, not reviled.
Let our televangelists spread the word: life is a vale of tears that a man must endure with stoic indifference as he awaits his reward in heaven. Suffering purifies and allows the soul to open itself to God’s greater glory. It is only when a man has tasted deeply of life’s bitter vetch that he is made ready to receive the Lord.
Your admirer,
Belacqua Jones
4:52:09 AM 
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