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Saturday, March 7, 2015

The Little House Books -- Literature for Freedom Lovers

From The Long Winter by Laura Ingalls Wilder, I read exactly how Libertarians and Anarchists have argued disputes could be settled in a free economy.

From page 304-
After a long hard winter most people in town are near starving. There is about to be a riot at the store--
Mr. Ingalls told him that they thought he was charging too much for the wheat.
"That's my business," said Loftus. "It's my wheat, isn't it? I paid good hard money for it."
"A dollar and a quarter a bushel, we understand," Mr. Ingalls said.
"That's my business," Mr. Loftus repeated.
"We'll show you whose business it is!" the angry man shouted…..
"That wheat's mine and I've got a right to charge any price I want for it."
"That's so Loftus, you have," Mr. Ingalls agreed with him. "This is a free country and every man's got a right to do as he pleases with his own property." He said to the crowd, "You know that's a fact boys," and he went on, "Don't forget every one of us is free and independent, Loftus. This winter won't last forever and maybe you want to go on doing business after it's over."
"Threatening me, are you?" Loftus demanded.
"We don't need to," Mr. Ingalls replied. "It's a plain fact. If you've got a right to do as you please, we've got a right to do as we please. It works both ways. You've got us down now. That's your business, as you say. But your business depends on our good will. You maybe don't notice that now, but along next summer you'll likely notice it."
"That's so Loftus," Gerald Fuller said. "You got to treat folks right or you don't last long in business, not in this country."
[Loftus decides to lower the price of the wheat. All leave happy.]

This quote just made me smile.
Mr. Edwards admired the well-built, pleasant house and heartily enjoyed the good dinner. But he said he was going out west with the train when it pulled out. Papa could not persuade him to stay longer. "I'm aiming to go far west in the spring," he said. "This here country, it's too settled-up for me. The politicians are a-swarming in already, and ma'am if'n there's any worst pest than grasshoppers it surely is politicians. Why, they'll tax the lining out'n a man's pockets to keep up these here county-seat towns! I don't see nary use for a country, nohow. We all got along happy and content without 'em."
-page 112


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