Ah, Gary. First you had the original “Aleppo Moment” (the new way to describe the condition formerly called living under a rock) and now, again, you prove yourself totally clueless with regard to the world around you.
This is, of course, a natural state for a Libertarian. Don’t get me wrong: there are some very appealing aspects of Libertarian philosophy. For example, I absolutely believe that individual liberty is sacred. The only justifiable reason for interfering with the freedom of an individual is to the extent that individual’s actions impinge upon the freedom of another. This is all straightforward and I cannot imagine anyone really having an objection to the idea.
The problem is translating this ideal into practice. Let us imagine a man living all alone on an otherwise uninhabited island, uncharted and remote. For this man to claim individual freedom as a point of philosophy is as mad and meaningless as priding himself on his pacifism.
Like many children of the distant past, I loved watching Grizzly Adams on TV. There is something very appealing, to me at least, about the life of a kindly, nature-loving hermit. Grizzly Adams makes a great idol for Libertarians, too, as long as they are willing to go off into the wilderness and live off the land and never ask anyone else to repair a road or put out a log cabin fire or clean the uranium from the drinking water or do any of the other things that allow people to live within a hundred miles of each other.
And that brings us to the inherent madness of Libertarian politics. The very word “politics” derives from the Greek polis, or city. “City” in Latin is civitas, which in turn gives us our words for civil, civilized and civilization. At every level, society involves people living together, working together, looking out for each other. Without the willing cooperation of many people in close quarters, there is no city, no civilization, no polis – and no politics. Being a politician is by definition being someone who is involved in the cooperation of the many. Being a Libertarian means, in a nutshell, adhering to the philosophy of “every man for himself”.
Which is why Rand Paul is on record saying a person in a coma should be responsible for himself.
Which is why Libertarian idol Ayn Rand considered altruism evil, compared Medicare to robbing the wealthy, believed that Native Americans had no right to their land, described herself as a “male chauvinist”, opposed public education for disabled children, and praised William Edward Hickman – who savagely murdered and dismembered a 12-year-old girl – as a “Superman”.
And which is why Gary Johnson didn’t know what Aleppo is (or even that it is a place), and why he could not name a single foreign leader, and why he didn’t know the idiot in control of North Korea’s nuclear stockpile is called Kim Jong Un, and why he thinks his own ignorance of the world outside the USA is an asset. As a Libertarian, those things simply don’t matter. To a member of society, it matters. To anyone who values the words of Christ – who said “love your neighbor as yourself” – it matters. To a nation among nations, it matters. And to the President of the United States of America, it has to matter very much. Grizzly Adams is a great hermit, but would not be fit for the Presidency.
Neither is Gary Johnson.