You’ve heard about all how all the productive people are "going Galt" or wishing they were? How our economy will soon be grinding to a halt because us Galtsters have gone off that grid? Sure everyone will suffer, including me, but what’s really important is that we’ll punish all of "them!" And boy, they’re really gonna be sorry! Sorry that they didn’t treat us like the gods we really are! Kind of like your mother did after you held your breath and turned blue as a child.
I am John-Boy Galt. My world changed when I pronounced this oath: I swear by my Life and my love of it that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for the sake of mine, unless of course he’s one of my employees, then I own him.
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This is John-Boy Galt speaking. I'm the man who's taken away your victims and thus destroyed your world. We’ve all arranged to make less than $250k of annual income so you can’t punish us with an extra 3% tax. The next time you hold a board meeting and need an executive decision, you won’t have an executive to make it for you! Your world will crumble without my direction, the ones I get paid the big bonuses for. Just try and get a variable rate mortgage with no down payment today! See, your freedoms have crumbled without me to lead you!
And it’s all because you didn’t realize I was the big cheese, the head honcho, Mister A Number One. I am your captain of industry, your economic conqueror, your war lord with the financial "the right of the first night" over any virgin income. I am the only one who actually produces anything. You think you’re producing something just because you’re working on a production line that actually makes things? Pfffft! They’re not really things that have been made until I put them on a balance sheet as such. And I’m not gonna do that until you recognize my omnipotent power and worship me as is my right.
If you're another captain of industry and have understood what I've said, which is a challenge on a couple of different levels, stop supporting your destroyers. Stop giving money to the looters who think just because they put in 40 hours a week in your factory that you owe them something. They’re the ones who owe you because all they offer are they’re worthless hours while you’re putting your position on the line for them. If they fail they can always go out and find another unskilled job, but if you fail, all you have is your golden parachute, your retention bonuses, and your multiple investments to keep your family living in the style they’re entitled to. What's fair about that?
Some think that money is the root of all evil. Have you ever asked what is the root of all money? Or why "god" is "dog" spelled backwards? Better to ask, "What time is it?" Obamabots say it’s time for a change, but they are wrong. I say it’s time to act like a spoiled infant, gather up your toys, and go home, er, Galt!