This is What Democracy Looks Like? Not!

You can't turn on a television lately without seeing mobs of young, over-privileged, and over-pampered young people beating on drums and chanting, "This is what democracy looks like." No it's not. The democratic process is about debating, voting, and legislating--not throwing a public fit or holding state governments hostage. So, why do these new-age hippies think that it is?

One reason is their educators. Ever wonder what happened to all those hippies from the sixties? Well, they didn't grow up, at least not intellectually. They did, however, find a profession that not only allows them to remain immature in their thinking, it encourages intellectual neoteny. Yesterday's hippies, Marxists, and anarchists kept true to their ideologies of working less and taking more--we used to call it being a deadbeat, but now we call it "social justice." Yesterday's hippies and malcontents are today's teachers. They found cushy jobs that allowed them to spew their communist propaganda in the education system and public service sector.

For decades, the education system and public service sector have grown ever more bloated with refugees from common sense, American values, and hard work. So, is it any surprise that these intellectual midgets have mistaken a temper tantrum for the democratic process? Not really.

Our education system has deteriorated to the point that children are told "everyone's a winner." The problem arises, as it has in Wisconsin, when these emotionally stunted adults figure out that they've been lied to. Not everyone is a winner. Someone has to lose before someone can win--no matter what your kindergarten teacher and Marxist college professor told you.

It's time for responsible adults, like Governor Walker of Wisconsin, to take a stand. It's time to tell the truth. Teachers and public workers are no more special than any other professions. We're not all winners. And "social justice" is just another way to say "redistribute the wealth." The temper tantrums like the one in Madison, Wisconsin, will continue. That's what happens when adults step in and put an end to infantile caterwauling. Everyone out of the pool. The party's over. Gather up your finger paints and your silly signs and go home.