The Adventures of Jonathan Gullible - Bastiat Institute
The Adventures of Jonathan Gullible - Bastiat Institute
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Chapter 21 • “Give Me Your Past or Your Future!”<br />
<strong>Jonathan</strong> looked bewildered. “But doesn’t the Council <strong>of</strong> Lords<br />
do good things for people with the tax money?”<br />
“Oh, sure,” she said dryly. “Some people become rich. But if<br />
paying taxes is so good, then why doesn’t the tax collector just<br />
persuade you <strong>of</strong> the benefi ts and let you contribute voluntarily?”<br />
<strong>Jonathan</strong> pondered this idea. “Maybe persuasion would take a<br />
great deal <strong>of</strong> time and effort?”<br />
“That’s right,” said the thief. “That is my problem, too. We both<br />
conserve time and effort with a gun!” She spun <strong>Jonathan</strong> around with<br />
one hand and tied his wrists together with a thin cord, then pushed<br />
him to the ground and gagged him with his own handkerchief.<br />
“<strong>The</strong>re. I’m afraid the tax collector will have to wait.”<br />
She sat down next to <strong>Jonathan</strong>, who wriggled but was unable to<br />
move. “You know what?” said the thief as she counted the money.<br />
“Politics is a kind <strong>of</strong> purifi cation ritual. Most folks think it’s wrong<br />
to envy, to lie, to steal, or to kill. It’s just not neighbourly – unless<br />
they can get a politician to do the dirty work for them. Yeah, politics<br />
allows everyone, even the best among us, to envy, to lie, to steal,<br />
and even to kill occasionally. And we can all still feel good about<br />
it.”<br />
<strong>Jonathan</strong> twisted his face and made some noises. <strong>The</strong> thief<br />
laughed, “So you’d like to yell, huh?”<br />
<strong>Jonathan</strong> shook his head vigorously and, to her amusement, he<br />
looked up with mournful eyes. “Okay,” she said, “Let’s hear you<br />
whimper. But don’t get too loud,” she warned tapping the end <strong>of</strong> her<br />
pistol fi rmly against his nose. “I can make you very uncomfortable.”<br />
She crouched at his side and jerked the handkerchief below his<br />
chin.<br />
Stretching his jaw painfully <strong>Jonathan</strong> challenged her, “But it’s<br />
wrong to steal!”<br />
“Maybe. <strong>The</strong> important thing is to do it in a really big way so<br />
that no one will notice that it’s wrong.”<br />
“Steal a lot and no one will notice that it’s wrong?”<br />
“Sure. Little lies are bad. Children are taught not to be little liars.<br />
But really big liars can get streets named after them. If you steal a<br />
little bit you might go to the people zoo. But if you steal a whole lot,