I was a bakery foreman with an all-Mexican-American crew, they were all I wanted, Mexican heritage people have an unrivalled work ethic, second to none in the world. (They can't simultaneously be "lazy" and "taking all the jobs".) Don't like that fact? Get rid of the Chamber of Commerce and the Business Roundtable, this situation is their doing.

Black Biz booster Robert Woodson, Sr. wrote in the Heritage Foundation's 30th Anniversary commemoration of the commission report named after one of a string of Illinois governors to be sentenced to prison, the 1968 Kerner Commission Report, that "68 percent of those blacks who are second-generation college graduates were born into entrepreneurial households. These were the people that had nice houses, small businesses, and barber shops. These entrepreneurs tended to convey the importance of education to their children.

"Unfortunately, this entrepreneurial legacy was abandoned by black leaders in the 1940s and 1950s. As a consequence, there was a rapid decline in the entrepreneurial activity within the black community. Our history of success was lost, and we took on the role of victims to racism who were trapped in poverty. Personal incentive to escape the situation was dead." Woodson says it happened around the time the Civil Rights Movement was starting to get its head above the water--their leadership abandoned the Black middle class.

I remember reading in the Reader's Digest, I believe from around 1967, that Black people were told by the LBJ Great Society evangelists, "quit your job or close your business, go down to City Hall, and get free money". The resulting matriarchy has ruined Black families, which had a high proportion of intact families during the Depression (Woodson cites 82 percent, without attribution)--that period when poor whites had trouble getting by, Black people were on the edge of deprivation, they sometimes had to face moral challenges, the more vigorous among them became entrepreneurs.

The fact that idleness is contrary to human nature is testified to by the fact that Black people today are highly entrepreneurial, those on welfare aren't typically idle, they're busy trying to supplement their income away from reporting requirements. Criminality can be thought of as a negative form of entrepreneurialism. They may just have a greater problem with getting organized. The government fosters this disorganization.

To wage your idea war in favor of self-reliance 4) over generations, 3) pointed at the intellectual class, 2) having an idea yourself, and 1) understanding your opponents' ideas, you first need to attack the government shakedown mafia at its weakest point. Show welfare-dependent people that they will be happier being self-reliant.

Haven't you ever wanted to tell someone who is begging but not that bad off, "wouldn't it just be easier to get a job?"

That might be stererotypic, there are plenty of people who are stuck in low wage jobs.

The point is, a representative democracy which has overthrown,the Big-Biz/Democrat stranglehold, should be able to foster prosperity.

Sons of the Fair Star, by Ambrose Bierce (1842 – c. 1914)

In Which the Author Speculates on the Habits of Industry
on an Alien Planet Populated by a Nation Similar to His Own

The inhabitants of Mogon-Zwair call themselves Golampis, a word signifying Sons of the Fair Star.…They hold, with the best, wisest and most experienced of our own race, and one other hereafter to be described, that wealth does not bring happiness and is a misfortune and an evil.

Ambrose Bierce (1842 – c. 1914)

None but the most ignorant and depraved, therefore, take the trouble to acquire or preserve it. A rich Golampi is naturally regarded with contempt and suspicion, is shunned by the good and respectable and subjected to police surveillance.

Accustomed to a world where the rich man is profoundly and justly respected for his goodness and wisdom (manifested in part by his own deprecatory protests against the wealth of which, nevertheless, he is apparently unable to rid himself), I was at first greatly pained to observe the contumelious manner of the Golampis toward this class of men, carried in some instances to the length of personal violence; a popular amusement being the pelting them with coins. These the victims would carefully gather from the ground and carry away with them, thus increasing their hoard and making themselves all the more liable to popular indignities.

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When the cultivated and intelligent Golampi finds himself growing too wealthy he proceeds to get rid of his surplus riches by some one of many easy expedients. One of these I have just described; another is to give his excess to those of his own class who have not sufficient to buy employment and so escape leisure, which is considered the greatest evil of all.

“Idleness,” says one of their famous authors, “is the child of poverty and the parent of discontent”; and another great writer says: “No one is without employment; the indolent man works for his enemies.” In conformity to these ideas the Golampis—all but the ignorant and vicious rich—look upon labor as the highest good, and the man who is so unfortunate as not to have enough money to purchase employment in some useful industry will rather engage in a useless one than not labor at all.

It is not unusual to see hundreds of men carrying water from a river and pouring it into a natural ravine or artificial channel, through which it runs back into the stream. Frequently a man is seen conveying stones—or the masses of metal which there correspond to stones—from one pile to another. When all have been heaped in a single place he will convey them back again, or to a new place, and so proceed until darkness puts an end to the work. This kind of labor, however, does not confer the satisfaction derived from the consciousness of being useful, and is never performed by any person having the means to hire another to employ him in some beneficial industry.

The wages usually paid to employers are from three to six balukan a day. This statement may seem incredible, but I solemnly assure the reader that I have known a bad workman or a feeble woman to pay as high as eight; and there have been instances of men whose incomes had outgrown their desires paying even more. Labor being a luxury which only those in easy circumstances can afford, the poor are the more eager for it, not only because it is denied them, but because it is a sign of respectability. Many of them, therefore, indulge in it on credit and soon find themselves deprived of what little property they had to satisfy their hardfisted employers.

A poor woman once complained to me that her husband spent every rylat that he could get in the purchase of the most expensive kinds of employment, while she and the children were compelled to content themselves with such cheap and coarse activity as dragging an old wagon round and round in a small field which a kind-hearted neighbor permitted them to use for the purpose. I afterward saw this improvident husband and unnatural father. He had just squandered all the money he had been able to beg or borrow in buying six tickets, which entitled the holder to that many days’ employment in pitching hay into a barn.

A week later I met him again. He was broken in health, his limbs trembled, his walk was an uncertain shuffle. Clearly he was suffering from overwork. As I paused by the wayside to speak to him a wagon loaded with hay was passing. He fixed his eyes upon it with a hungry, wolfish glare, clutched a pitchfork and leaned eagerly forward, watching the vanishing wagon with breathless attention and heedless of my salutation. That night he was arrested, streaming with perspiration, in the unlawful act of unloading that hay and putting it into its owner’s barn. He was tried, convicted and sentenced to six months’ detention in the House of Indolence.

The whole country is infested by a class of criminal vagrants known as strambaltis, or, as we should say, “tramps.” These persons prowl about among the farms and villages begging for work in the name of charity. Sometimes they travel in groups, as many as a dozen together, and then the farmer dares not refuse them; and before he can notify the constabulary they will have performed a great deal of the most useful labor that they can find to do and escaped without paying a rylat.

One trustworthy agriculturist assured me that his losses in one year from these depredations amounted to no less a sum than seven hundred balukan! On nearly all the larger and more isolated farms a strong force of guards is maintained during the greater part of the year to prevent these outrages, but they are frequently overpowered, and sometimes prove unfaithful to their trust by themselves working secretly by night.

The Golampi priesthood has always denounced overwork as a deadly sin, and declared useless and apparently harmless work, such as carrying water from the river and letting it flow in again, a distinct violation of the divine law, in which, however, I could never find any reference to the matter; but there has recently risen a sect which holds that all labor being pleasurable, each kind in its degree is immoral and wicked. This sect, which embraces many of the most holy and learned men, is rapidly spreading and becoming a power in the state.

It has, of course, no churches, for these cannot be built without labor, and its members commonly dwell in caves and live upon such roots and berries as can be easily gathered, of which the country produces a great abundance though all are exceedingly unpalatable. These Gropoppsu (as the members of this sect call themselves) pass most of their waking hours sitting in the sunshine with folded hands, contemplating their navels; by the practice of which austerity they hope to obtain as reward an eternity of hard labor after death.

– Ambrose Bierce, The Collected Works of Ambrose Bierce, Volume 1, “Sons of the Fair Star”

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Sons of the Fair Star, by Ambrose Bierce (1842 – c. 1914)

In Which the Author Speculates on the Habits of Industry on an Alien Planet Populated by a Nation Similar to His Own

In Which the Author Speculates on the Habits of Industry
on an Alien Planet Populated by a Nation Similar to His Own