“Up there, comrades," he would say solemnly, pointing to the sky with his large beak– "up there, just on the other side of that dark cloud that you can see– there it lies, Sugarcandy Mountain, that happy country where we poor animals shall rest for ever from our labours!" He even claimed to have been there on one of his higher flights, and to have seen the everlasting fields of clover and the linseed cake and lump sugar growing on the hedges. Many of the animals believed him. Their lives now, they reasoned, were hungry and laborious; was it not right and just that a better world should exist somewhere else?”
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Didn't this German guy take a look at that, and it all went south? What was his name, Karl M something...
Do you think they are "mentally irregular"?
"the "Duke Collective," and explains that the group, made of literature and English students..."
Is it a requirement of liberal arts grad students to be completely ignorant about economics?
Oh ... the vacuousness.
"it's a better way to live your life." [sic]
Everything is a better way to live your life; until it isn't.
Munger: You're on the ground there. Could you please report back on this group in a year or so?
“Up there, comrades," he would say solemnly, pointing to the sky with his large beak– "up there, just on the other side of that dark cloud that you can see– there it lies, Sugarcandy Mountain, that happy country where we poor animals shall rest for ever from our labours!"
He even claimed to have been there on one of his higher flights, and to have seen the everlasting fields of clover and the linseed cake and lump sugar growing on the hedges. Many of the animals believed him. Their lives now, they reasoned, were hungry and laborious; was it not right and just that a better world should exist somewhere else?”
It'll be interesting to see when we reach the loincloth & head-on-a-pike stage.
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