I can think of no one who has done more to expose the hypocrisy and stupidity that oozes throughout the realm of anti-establishment "activists" than Canada's own Ezra Levant. Almost single handedly, he's managed to elevate investigative journalism in this country to a whole new level of doing whatever it takes to get to the bottom of the scandalous behaviour the left was accustomed to getting away with before his arrival on the scene. Following the money, and knowing where to look.
Of course, he can be a little prickish and irritating, but no more so than the shallow shills of ridiculously ignorant "activists" that mope around public spaces spouting their gormless tripe stew of rhetorical anti-capitalist nonsense. Let me tell you, esteemed reader, if you'd seen Moscow in the late seventies as I did, you'd understand what a sickening manifestation of bleakness that extreme national socialist doctrines invariably leads to.
Imagine lining-up for hours... not to see a movie debut or to get into a trendy night club, but for the ever so distinguishing opportunity of being lucky enough to get bathroom tissue before the last couple of rolls are fought over by beleaguered looking ladies in babushkas. Gee... thanks centralized planning... now I can't wipe my ass again for another month!
Dismal. Bleak. Hopelessness and pointlessness. Misery. Toiling away at nothing. Unless you're lucky enough to among those who are responsible for engineering the lives of the workers. They all drive Benzs' and Jaguires to the Kremlin.
"You drive Lada, comrade. If Lada not good enough for you, you don't drive at all!"
The hypocrisy is infuriating. Want a glass of milk? Hope you stocked-up on the powdered variety or are willing to smuggle it in from neighbouring Finland. Hey, what's on channel 3? Ha! Channel 3? Aren't two channels more than enough entertainment, comrade?
Everything was a facade. Empty rooms behind painted storefronts. There could be six of the same doodad hanging in plain sight behind the counter, and you ask, "May I please examine one of those doodads hanging on the wall, Comrade Storeclerk?"
"We haven't any doodads left. Sorry to disappoint you, comrade." would've been the most likely response.
The daily experience for the average person living in the former Soviet Union was full of manufactured absurdity and utter irrationality. How anyone fails to appreciate the perilous market conditions resulting from unrestrained centralized planning is perfectly understandable if one hasn't had the misfortune of seeing it with their own eyes... living under the oppressive thumb of it for even a week would be enough to make the staunchest Marxist throw their hands up in utter bewilderment at the unnecessary retardedness of it all.
Of course, communism makes perfect sense in theory - but that's where its appeal ends... in theory. Even the best theories cannot account for every possible tangent resulting from its implementation in a practical environment.
I know that Ezra Levant is someone who understands the ugliness behind socialism in practice perfectly well. When I first saw the You Tube footage of his mock trial before the (Alberta?) Human Rights Commission, I was highly intrigued by him. I couldn't help but root for him and pump my fist in vindicated solidarity as he rightly dismantled their whole charade of impartiality.
"Who is this articulate and enigmatic champion of liberty?" I asked myself. Check him out for your self! His televised program, The Source, appears on the Sun News Network Monday through Friday, and I would encourage anyone to tune-in regularly as Ezra ventures deeper down the rabbit hole with each entertaining installment. At the risk of sounding a little too star-struck, I don't think I could admire a current affairs TV show personality with any more enthusiasm than I do Ezra. In my opinion, he is one of the most important Canadians of our day.
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