There are refugees of the physical plane that flee from desolate and dangerous lands in search of greener pastures. Then, there are refugees of the mental plane that flee a desolate and dangerous ideology in search of inspired truth elsewhere. I belong to the latter class of refugees.
Unfortunately, I must remain anonymous for the time being. No, I’m not a CIA agent, nor do I have a target on my back, but public opinions on socio-political issues are not allowed in my line of work. Despite my anonymity, ideas, just as individuals, should be judged based on their merit, not their identity.
What I can tell you is that I am a 26-year-old man who enjoys things like playing guitar, working out, and sci-fi movies. I did, however, strongly identify myself as a socialist when I was younger. Like many young socialists, I grew up in an affluent community in Orange County, California. During my most impressionable years, I was heavily influenced by punk music. All my heroes had mohawks, tattoos, and Che Guevara t-shirts. They enthusiastically spoke of the oppressive “system” and offered socialism as the most viable solution to empower the individual. Not realizing that all the comforts of my suburban lifestyle were made possible by capitalism, I naively adopted their socialist mindset.
Fast forward a few years and I eventually realized that my socialist mindset was holding me back. I blamed others for every problem in my life and depended on charity to survive. Just like a socialist nation, my life had become fruitless and barren. I want to spread the message of individual liberty and capitalism so that young people, and the nation at large, can avoid the unnecessary adversity that a socialist mindset will add to their lives.
About the Writer
This contributor is a 26-year-old man who currently resides in South Georgia. He grew up in Irvine, California, and is currently pursuing a degree in Political Science in hopes of one day becoming a lawyer. Due to his line of work, he must remain anonymous for the next few months.