The lesson I learned from those years spent among Chicago’s elite was this: it’s the values, stupid.
Everything comes down to your beliefs and core convictions. It’s about worldview, not the kind of cars parked in your garage. A lot of kids from my high school saw the affluence and influence wielded by their families, but never had the benefit of someone explaining to them how to properly think about and use such blessings. Even fewer were equipped with a proper appreciation of how exactly their parents’ money was made and the entrepreneurial spirit that powers the engine of America’s economic growth.
Someone like Pajama Boy ended up the poster boy for massive wealth redistribution and government intervention into the personal lives of its citizens after being raised in a privileged environment populated by people who reject such naïve, idealistic notions in the practice of their everyday lives and careers. Very few successful people can afford to actually “live out” liberalism’s fiscal policies. The math doesn’t add up.
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