Modern Liberals are content to bask in the afterglow of the Supreme Court decision on Obamacare, waiting for utopia to arrive; meanwhile government grows (16,000 new IRS agents) to a fleet of Titanic ships and the icebergs of reality lurk ahead. Their ships flags wave politically correct euphemisms celebrating their murder of the selfish goose that laid the golden egg: free enterprise. And we conservatives feel like exiles in our own country.
Reasons to read this book:
- If you can’t fit your philosophy on a bumper sticker, read this book.