The Adventures of Jonathan Gullible - Bastiat Institute
The Adventures of Jonathan Gullible - Bastiat Institute
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Chapter 12<br />
Opportunity Lost<br />
he is the most effective rabble rouser ever elected.”<br />
“S <strong>Jonathan</strong> spun around to see a middle-aged man sprawled<br />
over a doorstep, braced on one elbow. His short-brimmed hat was<br />
tipped back and his dark three-piece suit looked fi lthy and smelled<br />
worse. Patches on the knees <strong>of</strong> his pants were starting to fray. A<br />
salty grey stubble grew on his face, indicating that he hadn’t shaved<br />
in a couple <strong>of</strong> days. One hand still clung to a bottle that was dry as a<br />
bone and now served mostly to keep him propped against the wall.<br />
“Tweed’s the best I’ve ever seen,” he continued drowsily, “She<br />
can really stir up a crowd.”<br />
<strong>Jonathan</strong> moved closer to listen, but wasn’t sure he wanted to<br />
encourage this hobo. True enough, this gentleman hobo didn’t need<br />
encouragement to repeat a story he had probably told a dozen times<br />
to himself. “After her rip-roaring speech, the crowd was mighty<br />
angry.” He said, shaking his head. “<strong>The</strong>n a kid, little Ricco, hurled<br />
a stone at a window over there. When the glass shattered, the mob<br />
dropped silent. Yes, not a peep at fi rst. <strong>The</strong>y knew it was wrong to<br />
destroy things, but they were excited.”<br />
<strong>The</strong> hobo sensed that this young man was actually listening. He<br />
hiccuped and continued. “<strong>The</strong>n Tweed, she was right in the middle<br />
<strong>of</strong> them, said that Ricco had done the community a great service.<br />
Said they all owed the boy a debt <strong>of</strong> gratitude. She said it was alright,<br />
because anyone who owned so many windows was selfi sh anyway.<br />
<strong>The</strong>n she added that the factory owner would now have to buy new<br />
windows from the glass maker. Everyone in the crowd was really<br />
attentive – just itching for an excuse to throw more stones. Tweed<br />
told them ‘Sure, go ahead! With each ... (hic) ... stone and broken<br />
glass, the glass maker will have a new order for a window, a new<br />
job for a worker, and a new demand for tools. <strong>The</strong>n each worker<br />
will have more kayns to spend on shoes for his children. So more<br />
jobs for shoemakers and the shoemakers will have more to spend on<br />
leather and stitching’ and so on and on.”